Ripped your mind
In February
A real definition
In my own dictionary
They wanna feed us all day
So wake up
No better day tastes
Like a gloomy blueberry
You get a hug
In my lovely guts
You get a bug
For sharing your grub
You could've sent me text
But you were weary
I'm calling the line
You'll see that they're my
Fake rats
They serve me pasta
They come from the trash
Trash trash trash trash
Oh so yummy
So nice for my tummy
What are you to light it
Burning it down
In my stomach
All my nights yearn
For the days of February
All my nights so absurd
I gotta call my
Fake rats
They serve me pasta
They come from the trash
Trash trash trash trash
Spaghetti and meatballs
Macaroni cheese
Spaghetti and meatballs
Garlic bread please
Spaghetti and meatballs
Macaroni cheese
Give me some
Give me some
Give me some please
Fake rats
They serve me pasta
It comes from the trash
Yes it does
They serve me pasta
Yes they do
They come from the trash
Trash trash trash trash
They come from the trash
Trash trash trash trash
Little piece of garbage
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Ripped your mind
In February
A real definition
In my own dictionary
They wanna feed us all day
So wake up
No better day tastes
Like a gloomy blueberry
You get a hug
In my lovely guts
You get a bug
For sharing your grub
You could've sent me text
But you were weary
I'm calling the line
You'll see that they're my
Fake rats
They serve me pasta
They come from the trash
Trash trash trash trash
Oh so yummy
So nice for my tummy
What are you to light it
Burning it down
In my stomach
All my nights yearn
For the days of February
All my nights so absurd
I gotta call my
Fake rats
They serve me pasta
They come from the trash
Trash trash trash trash
Spaghetti and meatballs
Macaroni cheese
Spaghetti and meatballs
Garlic bread please
Spaghetti and meatballs
Macaroni cheese
Give me some
Give me some
Give me some please
Fake rats
They serve me pasta
It comes from the trash
Yes it does
They serve me pasta
Yes they do
They come from the trash
Trash trash trash trash
They come from the trash
Trash trash trash trash
Little piece of garbage
In February
A real definition
In my own dictionary
They wanna feed us all day
So wake up
No better day tastes
Like a gloomy blueberry
You get a hug
In my lovely guts
You get a bug
For sharing your grub
You could've sent me text
But you were weary
I'm calling the line
You'll see that they're my
Fake rats
They serve me pasta
They come from the trash
Trash trash trash trash
Oh so yummy
So nice for my tummy
What are you to light it
Burning it down
In my stomach
All my nights yearn
For the days of February
All my nights so absurd
I gotta call my
Fake rats
They serve me pasta
They come from the trash
Trash trash trash trash
Spaghetti and meatballs
Macaroni cheese
Spaghetti and meatballs
Garlic bread please
Spaghetti and meatballs
Macaroni cheese
Give me some
Give me some
Give me some please
Fake rats
They serve me pasta
It comes from the trash
Yes it does
They serve me pasta
Yes they do
They come from the trash
Trash trash trash trash
They come from the trash
Trash trash trash trash
Little piece of garbage
Writer: David Choe, Lealani Teano
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Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, O/B/O DistroKid