Appollonia

Lyrics

Fuck the computer, you're not a teammate on my team So shut up and nice dreams Look at the VCR TV in the room with white knives And a PCRT3 of my own so what now Is that you want to marry me now So stare Now sit there, Now sit there and stare Right now, I don't care So sit there, sit there and stare Oh my god Eighteen, yeah she's my teammate XI3 And she's good with white lines Alive habitual-like TV So shut up and nice dreams Look at the PCRT3 in my room I look up laughing at you, bury me I don't care Now sit there, now sit there and stare I don't care Just sit there I swear Just sit there and stare Oh god