Still can't set my mind to rest
Oh sitting here,
waiting for that bomb to drop

Oh God, how pathetic of me to run through my agenda
right before an unaccaptable amount of voltage 'll roar through my body

oh yes it'll roar
This ain't my!
This ain't my grave!

Getting my straight A's before the bomb drops
making a career before the bomb drops on all of us
Let's put it in perspective right before, right now, before the bomb'll drop!

Oh money won't kill me; no I figured it out!
No, it was thinking that it could save me

Come poor, now please take all of me,
or my heart will faint as poor

Execution by electrocution comes to me strapped into this chair
Still glad i have my G-Star Suit and carry my straight A's in my left small pocket

Oh money won't kill me; no I figured it out!
No, it was thinking that it could save me

One , two, three, now set it to be a red alarm right under your skin

Come poor, now please take all of me,
or my heart will faint as poor
Oh judge, now please take all of me, 'cause it's worth straight nothing now
2x

Oh shit, work on my career, right before-
Oh God, how pathetic of me to run through my agenda right before the bomb'll drop


Lyrics submitted by fior

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