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Itsaishafaith - Cardio Debt | Скачать MP3 бесплатно
Cardio Debt

Cardio Debt

Itsaishafaith

Альбом: Bad Aerobics Vol 1
Длительность: 2:37
Год: 2025
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Ten! Nine! Eight! Seven!
Step left step right fake smile to heaven
Six! Five! Four! Three!
Keep pace keep count don't look at me
Ten nine eight squats feel great
Seven six five pretend you're alive
Four three two lunge down deep
One zerowait fuck numbers don't keep
Step back arms up ass low clap twice
If you're not in pain then you're doing it nice
But don't look smug don't smirk don't grin
I'll restart the count and we'll suffer again
Ten nine eight sevendouble time kick
Six five fourChrist I feel sick
Three two onewait skip back to five
Math's a cruel bitch but you're still alive (yeah)
[Chorus   Fake Cheerleader Real Threat]
Step down step up stomp left stomp right (ten)
I'm god with a whistle your thighs my delight (nine)
Step wrong step loud let's break the floor (eight)
Smile like you love me or I'll add ten more (seven)
Six five four arms straight push high
Three two one knees break don't cry
Zerofuck zero who made that shit up?
Probably the same prick who ruined my luck
I could've been a lawyer or a goddamn thief
Instead I'm in spandex screaming for relief
Counting backwards in a sweat-stained room
Dreams die quick in fluorescent gloom
Why did I major in dance what the fuck was the plan?
My parents said doctor I said aerobics man
Now I'm broke half-crazy with a headset mic
Yelling knees higher while I hate my life
Ten nine eightfuck back to three
Everyone's staring stop judging me
This isn't cardio this is hell's routine
I'm a failed ballerina with a fitness machine
Ten! Nine! Eight! Seven! (burn)
Six! Five! Four! Three! (learn)
Two! One! Zero!fuck it again!
Don't stop stepping till the world meets its end
I could've been a chef
I could've run scams
I could've sold NFTs like those Twitter fraud clams
But no No I'm here With you
Counting backwards till I forget my name
my youth my thighs my dignity
God I should've married rich
Ten (step) nine (step)
Eight (step) floor
Seven (step) six (step)
I don't care anymore
Class dismissed Or not
You live here now
Keep counting Backwards Forever