Now You've Ruined Everything, Parpy. Lyrics

I'm in a lose-lose situation with broadening my career

I make money or make fans, i stir the pot coping with fear

More than grateful to have besties steady modeling my gear

But still coddling the bottle scared of where well go from here

In a windowless room, I orchestrated a piece

In the hopes of taking a leap into the fields of the kings

Every word in my mind reciting it out loud

Grab a towel run to the lab to right it down

I now often wonder

Where these words actually come from

Magically gifted to me for some good I've done

Or a pity for my actual lack of talent in this plane

Saving face with my peers by downplaying all of my greatness

Came to the realization back in 2021 that my writing was a trauma dump

I've somehow fallen up

Many try to call my bluff but momma raised a great liar

Whatever "subliminals" you're throwing I'm the umpire

Stopped paying for game pass, started paying for Beatstars

A good friends bestie wants to marry me for a green card

Everything really seems odd, I crash party

With a blunt 40s Bacardi

Now you've ruined everything

"Parpy"

In this windowless room i orchestrated a piece

In this windowless room i lost everything

In this windowless room i orchestrated a piece

In this windowless room i lost everything