Cobra
Mcbaise
5:09I can still hear myself From the night before The feeling that my words Came from the liquor store Most likely was alright Among friends after all When I see myself cringe That's quality control You'll be fine after today The memories go away Next week we'll be so different Don't worry about precedence The pleasure and the shame Well you can have it all Oversized butter knives Stuck in the kitchen drawer Not making any sense I keep on switching lanes You only have one life Tomorrow I'll do the same Same, same