Lyrics {Spotify} I was smoking stacks in your beater, in the back We were pushing past, put the heater to the max I was smoking stacks in your beater, in the back We were pushing past, put the heater to the max I was smoking stacks in your beater, in the back We were pushing past, put the heater to the- ♪ It goes batter, batter, batter, batter I'll do anything to make it better Bent too far, and rusted through the center ♪ If you're not real, then I'm not real If you're not real, then I'm not real If you're not real I wanted to believe you're sitting next to me Like I could be the moon, like I could be the moon Like I could be the moon, like I could be the moon So I'll see you in a few minutes Andy Warhol once said, "In the future, everyone will be famous for 15 minutes Well, the future is here", Andy, applaud Everyone will be famous for 15 minutes, you know Book me for a show, I'll put a _____ down New York City babies wanna talk down Am I caught up in it when I pop out? (I got my anger off my chest, but) Ain't no reason why I'd wanna stop, now (we'll never be the same again) Book me for a show, I'll put a _____ down (I got my anger off my chest, but) New York City babies wanna talk down (we'll never be the same again) Am I caught up in it when I pop out? (I got my anger off my chest, but) Ain't no reason why I'd wanna stop, now (we'll never be the same again) I got my anger off my chest, but We'll never be the same again I got my anger off my chest, but We'll never be the same again
