Pumping Gasshole Lyrics

Walking in a sea that looks big, big Overdressed a wizard in a sea of normalcy

He's a pirate, she's a cat, but I stand tall

Oh, Mohammed's working hard behind the stall He's got no costume, just a seven-Eleven vest

I feel foolish, and he feels the stress Every mask we wear, there's a story to tell

A pumping gas will feel it out of place In this party crowd under fake face

Mohammed nods as I fill up my ride We share a glance, and both worlds collide

The girl in a hoodie, she looks so plain No costume tonight, and no one's to blame

Sweat dripping silence in the neon lights glow In our hallway, we're putting on a show

Self-conscious spirits that we fight to free In every role, there's a bit of me

Whether in costume or in life's cruel jest We're all just trying to be our best

A pumping gas will feel it out of place In this party crowd under fake face

Mohammed nods as I fill up my ride We share a glance, and both worlds collide

We share a glance, and both worlds collide