Video Three Thousand Cells Form A Callus de Absolute Victory 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

Absolute Victory - Three Thousand Cells Form A Callus Lyrics

Tomorrow
I have to re-dry my clean clothes
So they're not wrinkly for the date I'll never go on
Why am I froze
On an ocean of my own?
The cold wind blows my direction and numbs my nose
Wait, where's my phone?
Man, this deal is such bologna
And man, fuck you and your cronies
Cause I have my real friends who know me
But man, it blows
Every girl's inevitably owned me
Every best friend's overthrown me
I think it's time to change this rhyme scheme
And the tempo

Oh god, oh god, oh god, oh god, oh god I'm so fucking tired of living my
Lifе for the weekend. don't you feel me on that onе?
Oh god, oh god, oh god, oh god, oh my god

I like movies, music, books, and TV
Even though I know it's all a major cash cow
I keep up with all the latest trends
It's April 26th, we're in the end game now

I'll wear my iron man shirt, my red sweatpants, my yellow converse, and head to the theater. I'll get sour patch kids, a large cherry coke, I take my seat and I'll enjoy my night off