The Ifumayers
ONE TIME I STOLE 7 DOLLARS FROM MY MOTHER’S CREDIT CARD TO BUY SOUNDODGER
I did my time, and I want out
So effusive, fade, it doesn't cut, the soul is not so vibrant
The reckoning, the sickening
Packaging subversion, pseudo-sacrosanct perversion
Go drill your deserts, go dig your graves
Then fill your mouth with all the money you will save
Sinking in, getting smaller again
I'm done, it has begun, I'm not the only one
You know, sometimes a kid just has a dream
A dream to play SoundDodger
And when that dream is strong enough
That kid will do anything to make it happen
Such as the life
Woo!
(One time I stole 7 dollars)
Yеah!
(From my mother's credit card to buy SoundDodger)
Bruh
Yеah!
Unfortunately when I was a kid I did not realize the charges would should up like on record
And then I died
Bruh
Bruh
Bruh
Bruh
Bruh
Thank you for coming to my TED Talk
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