I Won't Hold My Breath
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โฑ๏ธ 3:55 duration
๐ ID: 10023771
๐ Lyrics
He's fancies himself a 'great intellectual'
Fancies himself a 'sapiosexual'
Prays that you can't see his tell
Clearly, he fancies himself
Underdeveloped, he looks like a Polaroid
Overexposed to Penthouse and opioids
Vicodin spiked in his glass
Entourage kissing his ass
He's the kind of boy that girls write poems about
Crying on their therapist's couch
Lied and filled their heads with doubts
Now he's pushing forty and he's finding god
His days of degradation are done
Larping as the prodigal son
I won't hold my breath
(Super cool riff section)
Now he's enlightened
He thinks he's a Buddhist
He's thinks he's Picasso
He's painting this brutalist
Abstract expressionist trash
Selling it for soft earned cash
Oh, he says he's trying to "emasculate conception"
Despite the fact his paintings are conceptual erections
Praying for strength to repent
Trying to throw off the scent
He's the kind of boy that girls write poems about
Crying on their therapist's couch
Lied and filled their heads with doubts
Now he's pushing forty and he's finding god
His days of degradation are done
Larping as the prodigal son
I won't hold my breath!
(Destroy!)
I won't hold my breath
(Destroy faster!)
Don't you know he's really changed
Don't you know he's really changed
Don't you know he's really changed
A-hole in a K-hole
All on Daddy's payroll
Don't you know he's really changed
Don't you know, Don't you know, Don't you know, Don't you know
Don't you know he's really changed
Don't you know he's really changed
A-hole in a K-hole
All on Daddy's payroll
And he's seeking redemption
In the form of attention
Fancies himself a 'sapiosexual'
Prays that you can't see his tell
Clearly, he fancies himself
Underdeveloped, he looks like a Polaroid
Overexposed to Penthouse and opioids
Vicodin spiked in his glass
Entourage kissing his ass
He's the kind of boy that girls write poems about
Crying on their therapist's couch
Lied and filled their heads with doubts
Now he's pushing forty and he's finding god
His days of degradation are done
Larping as the prodigal son
I won't hold my breath
(Super cool riff section)
Now he's enlightened
He thinks he's a Buddhist
He's thinks he's Picasso
He's painting this brutalist
Abstract expressionist trash
Selling it for soft earned cash
Oh, he says he's trying to "emasculate conception"
Despite the fact his paintings are conceptual erections
Praying for strength to repent
Trying to throw off the scent
He's the kind of boy that girls write poems about
Crying on their therapist's couch
Lied and filled their heads with doubts
Now he's pushing forty and he's finding god
His days of degradation are done
Larping as the prodigal son
I won't hold my breath!
(Destroy!)
I won't hold my breath
(Destroy faster!)
Don't you know he's really changed
Don't you know he's really changed
Don't you know he's really changed
A-hole in a K-hole
All on Daddy's payroll
Don't you know he's really changed
Don't you know, Don't you know, Don't you know, Don't you know
Don't you know he's really changed
Don't you know he's really changed
A-hole in a K-hole
All on Daddy's payroll
And he's seeking redemption
In the form of attention
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:16.81] He's fancies himself a 'great intellectual'
[00:19.54] Fancies himself a 'sapiosexual'
[00:22.36] Prays that you can't see his tell
[00:25.15] Clearly, he fancies himself
[00:27.95] Underdeveloped, he looks like a Polaroid
[00:30.70] Overexposed to Penthouse and opioids
[00:33.56] Vicodin spiked in his glass
[00:36.30] Entourage kissing his ass
[00:39.19] He's the kind of boy that girls write poems about
[00:43.26] Crying on their therapist's couch
[00:45.88] Lied and filled their heads with doubts
[00:50.27] Now he's pushing forty and he's finding god
[00:54.12] His days of degradation are done
[00:57.02] Larping as the prodigal son
[01:00.27] I won't hold my breath
[01:02.66] (Super cool riff section)
[01:12.44] Now he's enlightened
[01:13.86] He thinks he's a Buddhist
[01:15.22] He's thinks he's Picasso
[01:16.66] He's painting this brutalist
[01:18.18] Abstract expressionist trash
[01:20.86] Selling it for soft earned cash
[01:23.55] Oh, he says he's trying to "emasculate conception"
[01:26.43] Despite the fact his paintings are conceptual erections
[01:29.34] Praying for strength to repent
[01:32.00] Trying to throw off the scent
[01:34.98] He's the kind of boy that girls write poems about
[01:38.94] Crying on their therapist's couch
[01:41.79] Lied and filled their heads with doubts
[01:46.03] Now he's pushing forty and he's finding god
[01:50.08] His days of degradation are done
[01:52.71] Larping as the prodigal son
[01:56.06] I won't hold my breath!
[02:00.25] (Destroy!)
[02:10.76] I won't hold my breath
[02:12.22] (Destroy faster!)
[02:22.95] Don't you know he's really changed
[02:25.73] Don't you know he's really changed
[02:28.42] Don't you know he's really changed
[02:33.74] A-hole in a K-hole
[02:36.40] All on Daddy's payroll
[02:40.00] Don't you know he's really changed
[02:55.51] Don't you know, Don't you know, Don't you know, Don't you know
[03:27.92] Don't you know he's really changed
[03:34.33] Don't you know he's really changed
[03:38.89] A-hole in a K-hole
[03:41.68] All on Daddy's payroll
[03:45.17] And he's seeking redemption
[03:48.05] In the form of attention
[03:49.90]
[00:19.54] Fancies himself a 'sapiosexual'
[00:22.36] Prays that you can't see his tell
[00:25.15] Clearly, he fancies himself
[00:27.95] Underdeveloped, he looks like a Polaroid
[00:30.70] Overexposed to Penthouse and opioids
[00:33.56] Vicodin spiked in his glass
[00:36.30] Entourage kissing his ass
[00:39.19] He's the kind of boy that girls write poems about
[00:43.26] Crying on their therapist's couch
[00:45.88] Lied and filled their heads with doubts
[00:50.27] Now he's pushing forty and he's finding god
[00:54.12] His days of degradation are done
[00:57.02] Larping as the prodigal son
[01:00.27] I won't hold my breath
[01:02.66] (Super cool riff section)
[01:12.44] Now he's enlightened
[01:13.86] He thinks he's a Buddhist
[01:15.22] He's thinks he's Picasso
[01:16.66] He's painting this brutalist
[01:18.18] Abstract expressionist trash
[01:20.86] Selling it for soft earned cash
[01:23.55] Oh, he says he's trying to "emasculate conception"
[01:26.43] Despite the fact his paintings are conceptual erections
[01:29.34] Praying for strength to repent
[01:32.00] Trying to throw off the scent
[01:34.98] He's the kind of boy that girls write poems about
[01:38.94] Crying on their therapist's couch
[01:41.79] Lied and filled their heads with doubts
[01:46.03] Now he's pushing forty and he's finding god
[01:50.08] His days of degradation are done
[01:52.71] Larping as the prodigal son
[01:56.06] I won't hold my breath!
[02:00.25] (Destroy!)
[02:10.76] I won't hold my breath
[02:12.22] (Destroy faster!)
[02:22.95] Don't you know he's really changed
[02:25.73] Don't you know he's really changed
[02:28.42] Don't you know he's really changed
[02:33.74] A-hole in a K-hole
[02:36.40] All on Daddy's payroll
[02:40.00] Don't you know he's really changed
[02:55.51] Don't you know, Don't you know, Don't you know, Don't you know
[03:27.92] Don't you know he's really changed
[03:34.33] Don't you know he's really changed
[03:38.89] A-hole in a K-hole
[03:41.68] All on Daddy's payroll
[03:45.17] And he's seeking redemption
[03:48.05] In the form of attention
[03:49.90]