Goodie Bag

Oh, what they think about you

Oh, what they think about you

Prepare to leave my body

When the time it comes through

Lovin' on you

Till the time it comes through

Why you always hate to break bread?

Think about the way that you would feel if never said

Joke's on you

Well, it's time to come through

Well, if she had to choose

Me or her mom

I know I wouldn't last long, yeah

No problem with the truth

But when she made me laugh

Doom, doom, right to my tomb

I love that it's not hard

To be in a place where laughin's easy like

What the fuck is real?

What the fuck is wrong?

I think I can fit with your tone, like

Oh, what they think about you

Prepare to leave my body

When the time it comes through

Lovin' on you

Till the time it comes through

Why you always hate to break bread?

Think about the way that you would feel if never said

Joke's on you

Well, it's time to come through

Time to come through

Time to come

Time to come through

You know I wanna be

Everything that you need

But I'm starting to see

You know I wanna be

Above everything

But I'm just not there yet