歌词
You wake up in cold sweat
You crave disappointment
Which is your focus?
Main Character Syndrome
The party betroths you
If that's what you're into
The party betroths you
If that's what you're into
Grant me once this petty respite
Punch this fucker in his face
He bids on tragic missed appointments
He smiles with only half his face
It's not a problem, it's his niche
It's classic signalling theory
'Cause every step he takes
Is laced with aspirations on his sleeve
Socially
The party betroths you
If that's what you're into
The party betroths you
If that's what you're into
Grant me once this petty respite
Punch this fucker in his face
He bids on tragic missed appointments
He smiles with only half his face
Its not a problem its his niche
Its classic signalling theory
'Cause every step he takes
Is laced with aspirations on his sleeve
Socially
Socially
Socially