art by lichenbug (18+)
produced by vylet pony & maple
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[Pony music]
[Don't worry]
[Anything you can do, I can do better]
I've been the Queen of Misfits
Since you heard of me
Breaking my back on the waves
Ever since Valerie
Every time fall asleep
I see where I picked the plants
Lily, the valley had once left me
Can I have this dance?
Talk talk talk
That's the modern ballet, yuh
Marking the, marking the map
I could do the shit all day
Talk talk talk
I be growling 'till it's late, yuh
Howling at the moon
While they cynic and parley
[If you don't like the song, why are you even on the video commenting in the first place?]
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Now I'm nostalgic for shit
That I never loved
Yeah, yeah
I think
You've been on my mind
Ever since I shot that dove
Yeah
[Quiet!]
Call that shit “corny”
Well at least I’m growing something
You're a famined bitch
While my fields are big and bustling
And you forget your place
It's all about, the game
If you don't fuck with modern talking
You disgrace this family name
Yuh, yuh
This is real pony music, bitch
[Hooves up high!]
Sister Maple on that beat, yuh
[Hashtag Save Derpy, we shall not be silenced!]
I see that look in your face
And I know what you've been thinking
Baby, just because I'm reeling
Don't mean that I hate you
I've been grown
I've been far
I've been tired lately
These bitches you've been hanging with
They need your fires greatly
Yolo swaggins on that bitch
Not a single fuck was given
Merk an AI bro for shits
Flutter shy like Assertive
Ever since the spark had faded
Don't mean Feather don't go crazy
Modern talking at you baby
Braking hits out like I'm Tracey
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Yeah
C, I hope you're doing well
Do you remember me?
Do you know where I've been?
These people, man
I never thought I'd pull away
(And that's the reason why we party)
I knew I couldn't stay
So why's it hurt so bad, baby?
That shit was my home
Is this another facade?
Or my next big truth
'Cuz
—
Slats slats slats
Spinning deep cut Sonny's, yeah
Bumping HQs
If you don't fuck with, you no honey
Slats slats slats
Keep it square like the Grummond
Drop it low for me, baby
When that bass starts bumping
(We will survive)
[Switch]
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Oh, father said
You can find me on Broadway
Find me on Broadway
(Find me on Broadway)
Yeah, father said
Just to do it his way
But look at him now
Washed up beached thing
Corpse of wisdom
Look and tell if
You ever really meant shit
Bullet the tech guy
Saving the blue skies
As the garden burns
Burn as it should
Should've never said I would
I could hate it all, forever
Hell, if I even remember
[Girls just wanna tear your throat out with their teeth]
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All my opps gotta k*** themselves
Poison the survivors
Send them men to hell
I'm not talking 'bout the haters
I mean business with the incels
Bagging tr—lers from their families
Put 'em in cells
(You know it's funny)
I'm just jokin' man!
(You know it's funny)
I'm just talking 'bout Minecraft
(You know it's funny)
I'm just jokin' man!
(You know it's funny)
Little old me?
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Oh, what's become of me?
Corner of corners plea
[909 worldwide]
Yeah, rockstars, guitars
Don't do everything
Real music is a spark
That comes from anything that breathes, yuh
We like to have fun here
Baby, you don't know
Snails in that house
Grynpyret for Super Bowl, yeah
I was there when skin was treated
Aiden Jude when he got heated
Soundclown up, Memeless repeating
Sour Warhead, I was bleeding
I've been bleeding white and orange
Spinning Crackers where the lore is
Sudden death, no rigor mortis
Fuck the posers and the tourists
Dead world
But I still just want some respect
On this shit (VP)
Yuh, big ER snapped
Think my childhood's
Dying in a bit
(Pluey, pluey, bitch)
(We will survive)
And when I say we're modern talking
Don't mean running, I mean walking
Smell the roses, play with chalky
Don't grow up, but mature wonky
And don't lose your will to fight
Every corner's getting tight
I was day, then I was night
Seeing siblings flying high