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tampa as in the bay - Peanut Butter Panda Puffs Lyrics




Hide for days in the Free People sale room
Downing vodka sauce attempting to get drunk
Peanut Butter Panda Puffs don't fail you
Even if the town you are in has it f*cked

In the next nebula
Transmitting through a cellular
Through Cingular
My paycard is a singular
I'm out here on no family plan
Just by myself with fistfuls of cereal
I'm wishful that I'll never f*cking catch another orbit
Or hear, like, any of y'all again
Of course it's normal
Looking for ends to informals
But what is dead is not adorned
Oh, someone send some pot or pornos
I have no sword to cut my head off
The only penpal I want is Zorro
And yes, I watched that in the theatre
Oh, wow, there's so much more I'm missing
Oh, wow, that Tampa
How adorable
Went on outer space mission
Went on outer space, everyone
Went on outer space mission
Went on outer space
Mission
Triflin', killing
Kickin' might into vision
Pale, but still
Glistening
Tails to entail
Not listening
I swear to god I'm good
Gifted
In a sentence
I guess my wishes are well
I wish hysterics as well, dude
I draw the line at helvetica
Try not to shit when you tell
Embarrassed is all
Stop harassing
All esoterics
Taller since seeing Berrics
Some of y'all think I'm hilarious
The gaul
Here is my call
To being more scary
Not all that fall are carried
But it's okey
Yes
I'm still caring
Yes
I'm still living

I took off all of my protective clothing
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Hide for days in the Free People sale room
Downing vodka sauce attempting to get drunk
Peanut Butter Panda Puffs don't fail you
Even if the town you are in has it f*cked

In the next nebula
Transmitting through a cellular
Through Cingular
My paycard is a singular
I'm out here on no family plan
Just by myself with fistfuls of cereal
I'm wishful that I'll never f*cking catch another orbit
Or hear, like, any of y'all again
Of course it's normal
Looking for ends to informals
But what is dead is not adorned
Oh, someone send some pot or pornos
I have no sword to cut my head off
The only penpal I want is Zorro
And yes, I watched that in the theatre
Oh, wow, there's so much more I'm missing
Oh, wow, that Tampa
How adorable
Went on outer space mission
Went on outer space, everyone
Went on outer space mission
Went on outer space
Mission
Triflin', killing
Kickin' might into vision
Pale, but still
Glistening
Tails to entail
Not listening
I swear to god I'm good
Gifted
In a sentence
I guess my wishes are well
I wish hysterics as well, dude
I draw the line at helvetica
Try not to shit when you tell
Embarrassed is all
Stop harassing
All esoterics
Taller since seeing Berrics
Some of y'all think I'm hilarious
The gaul
Here is my call
To being more scary
Not all that fall are carried
But it's okey
Yes
I'm still caring
Yes
I'm still living

I took off all of my protective clothing
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Writer: Timothy Kodner
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