It’s rural!
Keep a cut I’m like Nirvana
Leakin’ out my speaker
I f#cking hate that akka dakka
I don’t need no feature
‘Cause I’m a true Aussie rockstar on a t-shirt
I feel like Chrissy A, like Peter G, like I’m The Preachers
There’s my girl called and I
I got a George Strait chandelier, Maccas dinner
With a pretty pretty girl that I got the dick for
As I’m with a holy sinner like my mirror
I drop my dick in the dirt
So, will it be
Stay at home
Go get a couple racks we gon’ f#ck up the hotel
Ayy ayy ayy we gon’ f#ck up the whole world
Wе gon’ show the sun just how the black hole fеlt
f#ck it, on borrowed time
Gotta get back on tomorrow night
‘Round the clock we’re
Can’t fall asleep we on our grind
Alright, it’s by design
Twenty nine, it’s all our time
For us, we’ll do just fine
When the world falls apart we’ll win this time
Hope you’re not mad I still wanna be your maiden
I still feel depraved and I wish it was a phase
But I have to behave
Let’s pretend to be safe
So much more I wanna say
But I really can’t today
But hey, I’m in love with it
Die fast in the head and have fun with it
But hey, you know I’m bluffin’ it
Hope my demons made at me because I’m crushin’ it
Yeah I’m crushin’ it
And I’m starvin’ it
‘Cause I’m lovin’ you
I take a fall for you
I do it all for you
I will evolve for you
I’ll kill ’em all for you
Heaven’s bleeding now
And we always flew
Break the rules or I’ll fly out
f#ckin’ with them
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