CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Threatening Each Other re: Capitalism
[Verse 1]
To make it to the party
We got all tweaked on coffee
We’re up 'til morning
Aaaaa
Cross-legged on your mattress
We’re practicing our death threats
Hold-your-breath contest
Aaaaa
I’m sorry ‘bout my mood swings
I promise, I wanna do the party
To suck on air from people having fun
But even on the good trees
It feels like I am dying
So I tried e-weed
Aaaaa
[Hook]
The corner store is selling spit
Bottled up for profit
I can’t believe I’m buying in
Isn’t that genius?
[Verse 2]
Maybe before the year ends
I’ll catch up on fashion
Would you look at what I’m wearing? Aaaaa
But if you’rе not too embarrassed
Of how I go out in public
Do you think that we could makе a deli run?
[Hook]
The corner store is selling spit
Bottled up for profit
I can’t believe I’m buying in
Isn’t that genius?
[Bridge]
You didn’t know it
But I think I’m trying to blow this
I loved you best under fluorescent lights
I’m getting tricked into
Long-term commitments
And lay-away plans financing my life
My mouth is dry
[Hook]
The corner store’s got sugar pills
To settle our consumer guilt
Once you’re hooked, they’ll cut a deal
The farmers’ market’s got this stand
They say they’ll cut your fruit in half
It saves you sweat, but your haul rots fast
Now, twice a week, you’re hauling back
Shit
Isn’t that genius?
To make it to the party
We got all tweaked on coffee
We’re up 'til morning
Aaaaa
Cross-legged on your mattress
We’re practicing our death threats
Hold-your-breath contest
Aaaaa
I’m sorry ‘bout my mood swings
I promise, I wanna do the party
To suck on air from people having fun
But even on the good trees
It feels like I am dying
So I tried e-weed
Aaaaa
[Hook]
The corner store is selling spit
Bottled up for profit
I can’t believe I’m buying in
Isn’t that genius?
[Verse 2]
Maybe before the year ends
I’ll catch up on fashion
Would you look at what I’m wearing? Aaaaa
But if you’rе not too embarrassed
Of how I go out in public
Do you think that we could makе a deli run?
[Hook]
The corner store is selling spit
Bottled up for profit
I can’t believe I’m buying in
Isn’t that genius?
[Bridge]
You didn’t know it
But I think I’m trying to blow this
I loved you best under fluorescent lights
I’m getting tricked into
Long-term commitments
And lay-away plans financing my life
My mouth is dry
[Hook]
The corner store’s got sugar pills
To settle our consumer guilt
Once you’re hooked, they’ll cut a deal
The farmers’ market’s got this stand
They say they’ll cut your fruit in half
It saves you sweat, but your haul rots fast
Now, twice a week, you’re hauling back
Shit
Isn’t that genius?
