also shits so hot now, we might as well be walking on the sun.
doodooo doo doodoo
doodooo doo doodoo
My worlds on fire, how bout yours?
That’s how no one likes it
And we’re all feeling poor
Oh, they stop coming for the person, but not the universe.
The entropy starts coming and it d̸o̵e̵s̵n̷’̷t̷ ṡ̷̩͊t̷͉̉́͜o̶̪̗͛̀p̷̱͎̀ c̶̢̘̼͍̘͇̮͚͔̼͇̫͚̒̄͌͐̉̀̓̂́̇͊̎͂͗̆̎͋͐̔̃̒͌̃̈́̓̄̾͂̍͒͌̈́̄̅͂͘̕͜͠ȯ̸̜͈̊͋̆͌̋̑͗̀̈́̔́̍͐̊̀͌͋̇̿͑̾m̴͎̤̜̹͎̬͙̘̫̠̩͇͔̞̼̒͗̏͑͑͑̾̈́̄͒̎͗́͒̽̉̂̈́͑͠ͅį̴̧̨̢͖͓̞̬̯̼͉̘̫̜̪̼̲̰̤̘̝̟̻̱̮̰̫̖͓͙̤͕̙̩͌͂̑̂̄͒̍́̃̽̈́́̏̈̕͜ͅͅn̷̢͈͉̰̳̮̬͓̻̩̤͖̳̗͐͂̀͑̎̉̉̾̀̾̉͒̓͛͑̃̿̂̽̈́͂͗͂̊̾̓̑͘͘͘͝g̷̨̡̲̣̦̖̬̦͙̜͖͎͙̝̞̰̬̟͇͇̜̟̙͇̜͕͚̘̀̆̆͊̏̌̇͑͗̉͒̏̀̉̈͗̈́̈́̏̕̕͘̚̚͠ͅ
No matter where you are in the immensity, it’s always Zalgo time.
They stop coming if you drink enough.
That’s the way I like it and I’ll never get old
For this those that don’t know.
All Star
Smash Mouth
Somebody once told me the world is gonna roll me
I ain’t the sharpest tool in the shed
She was looking kind of dumb with her finger and her thumb
In the shape of an “L” on her forehead
Well, the years start comin’ and they don’t stop comin’
Fed to the rules and I hit the ground runnin’
Didn’t make sense not to live for fun
Your brain gets smart, but your head gets dumb
So much to do, so much to see
So, what’s wrong with taking the backstreets?
You’ll never know if you don’t go (go)
You’ll never shine if you don’t glow
Hey now, you’re an all-star
Get your game on, go play
Hey now, you’re a rock star
Get the show on, get paid
(And all that glitters is gold)
Only shootin’ stars break the mold
It’s a cool place, and they say it gets colder
You’re bundled up now, wait ‘til you get older
But the meteor men beg to differ
Judging by the hole in the satellite picture
The ice we skate is gettin’ pretty thin
The water’s gettin’ warm, so you might as well swim
My world’s on fire, how ‘bout yours?
That’s the way I like it, and I’ll never get bored
Hey now, you’re an all-star
Get your game on, go play
Hey now, you’re a rock star
Get the show on, get paid
(All that glitters is gold)
Only shootin’ stars break the mold
Go for the moon
Go, go, go, go for the moon
Go, go, go, go for the moon
Go, go, go for the moon
Hey now, you’re an all-star
Get your game on, go play
Hey now, you’re a rock star
Get the show on, get paid
(And all that glitters is gold)
Only shooting stars
Somebody once asked, “Could I spare some change for gas?
I need to get myself away from this place”
I said, “Yep, what a concept, I could use a little fuel myself
And we could all use a little change”
Well, the years start comin’ and they don’t stop comin’
Fed to the rules and I hit the ground runnin’
Didn’t make sense not to live for fun
Your brain gets smart, but your head gets dumb
So much to do, so much to see
So, what’s wrong with taking the backstreets?
You’ll never know if you don’t go (go)
You’ll never shine if you don’t glow
Hey now, you’re an all-star
Get your game on, go play
Hey now, you’re a rock star
Get the show on, get paid
(And all that glitters is gold)
Only shootin’ stars break the mold
(And all that glitters is gold)
Only shootin’ stars break the moldWhy so many “years don’t stop coming” when i’m getting older? August is weird.
