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Noah Lorenz - Generic Pop Punk (feat. As You Wish) Lyrics
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Two Chords, three bars of silence
Then introduce the melody
Repeat the whole damn process
With a twist cause now there's a trap beat
Now's the heavy part
I swear it's art
It's not a phase, mom
Now
I gotta find a catchy chorus for this song
I gotta find something that sticks in your head
I gotta find a catchy chorus for this song
Woah oh, oh-oh oh-oh
Taking the money like ocean eleven
Flexing the millie like I am eleven
All on my music, my seven eleven
Been doing this shit since I was eleven
It's not a phase mom, I told you I'm gonna make it
With bars going harder than a priest at the daycare
And if I had to sell my soul, where is satan?
Whispering my song in your hear, call me Shaitan
Chaos in nature, my boy, there's no secret
American Idol like I'm Ryan Seacrest
I swear on the bible, I'm back, you ain't seen shit
Like 1944 cause we taking beaches
It's not a phase, mom
Now
I gotta find a catchy chorus for this song
I gotta find something that sticks in your head
I gotta find a catchy chorus for this song
Woah oh, oh-oh oh-oh
And if you didn't like this song
Y'all can go f*ck yourself.
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Two Chords, three bars of silence
Then introduce the melody
Repeat the whole damn process
With a twist cause now there's a trap beat
Now's the heavy part
I swear it's art
It's not a phase, mom
Now
I gotta find a catchy chorus for this song
I gotta find something that sticks in your head
I gotta find a catchy chorus for this song
Woah oh, oh-oh oh-oh
Taking the money like ocean eleven
Flexing the millie like I am eleven
All on my music, my seven eleven
Been doing this shit since I was eleven
It's not a phase mom, I told you I'm gonna make it
With bars going harder than a priest at the daycare
And if I had to sell my soul, where is satan?
Whispering my song in your hear, call me Shaitan
Chaos in nature, my boy, there's no secret
American Idol like I'm Ryan Seacrest
I swear on the bible, I'm back, you ain't seen shit
Like 1944 cause we taking beaches
It's not a phase, mom
Now
I gotta find a catchy chorus for this song
I gotta find something that sticks in your head
I gotta find a catchy chorus for this song
Woah oh, oh-oh oh-oh
And if you didn't like this song
Y'all can go f*ck yourself.
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Writer: Guillaume Lambert, Noah Desserres
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