welcome to texas prod. olly x fr4ud

from Hypercritical by Click-Clack

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lyrics

Fair enough, that's okay
Bet the house on it no second thoughts get in the way
You can count on it, the powers out I'm going blank
How many hours left I'm disconnected from the frame
Better off alone but when she say my whole name
Feel like Al Capone my nose is running runaway
You can count on it, the powers out I'm going blank
How many hours left I'm disconnected from the frame

I haven't showered yet, and it's been how many how days
And my therapy on Skype I don't have to show my face
Yeah I'm barely alright, barely okay
I don't want to kill myself no more I guess I'm doing great
Need to give myself more credit, so I might just call the bank
I'ma suburban dude so I will not pull your rank
But I'm not no pussy either I might slap you in the face
If you don't look like you could beat me up
Fair enough

Fair enough, fair enough, fair enough, that's okay
Bet the house on it no second thoughts get in the way
You can count on it, the powers out I'm going blank
How many hours left I'm disconnected from the frame
Better off alone but when she say my whole name
Feel like Al Capone my nose is running runaway
You can count on it, the powers out I'm going blank
How many hours left I'm disconnected from the frame

Welcome to Texas mane, if it freeze we in the dark
Welcome to Texas mane, too much heat we in the dark
Yeah I'll play the game, talk my shit and call it art
I must love myself, I must think that I'm so smart

Fair enough, fair enough, fair enough, that's okay
Bet the house on it no second thoughts get in the way
You can count on it, the powers out I'm going blank
How many hours left I'm disconnected from the frame
Better off alone but when she say my whole name
Feel like Al Capone my nose is running runaway
You can count on it, the powers out I'm going blank
How many hours left I'm disconnected from the frame

This track is so hot, it might make the whole grid collapse