Lost Marys & Lobotomys Lyrics

Cosmere's in the bottom, he's cut off by geology Nobody wants to see my size, well, nobody wants

I am so tired of this, messing with this all day, my best

Everybody knows I'm a motherfucker sitting at the door like George Santos

What the fuck is that? Faggots in the air, faggots in the sky

Dissing with their dreams all day, all night, but they're gonna go to hell as soon as they die

Nobody gives a fuck about their lives, everybody in the limelight wanna be happy

I just wanna be sad and depressed, cos all I got is

Cosmere's in the bottom, he's all I could ask for

Under this discomfort, everybody wants to be me

Cosmere's in the bottom, he's sat in my house on fireplace

I don't give a fuck, fuck you do

I need it more than you could ever imagine

Need it, need it more than you could ever imagine

Cooking it, burn the hell down, crystals in the garden

Smoking marijuana and butted on it

Can't have meat on the stove, can't have meat in my mouth

Oh, oh

It's the best day ever, I am drinking rose, hey

Cosmere's in the bottom, he's all I ever dreamed of

Everybody needs me now, everybody loves me, please

Cosmere's in the bottom, he's never gonna ask me all of this

Everybody wants to be me, to me

Everybody wants to be me, to me, to me

Helped this bitch on hardwood floor, gave me 10s across the board

Everybody knows my face, face

Face gonna never be planned, I can tell you if I'm wrong

You so ugly, that's so wild

Everybody knows who fakes it, bitch

I can test me, test me, bitch

You could never do it at the abortion clinic, failed abortion

Everybody knows I'm working on my style

Beauty like a Met Gala, nobody can test the dollars

I got dollars, dollars

I got fucking dollars