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[Intro] [Verse] Chipped black on my thumb Staring till I'm numb Neon tags are smudged Everyone is judged You walk in with a zine Worst I've ever seen [Verse] You cite the avant-garde Trying way too hard Your existential dread Better left unsaid You quote a French film In this plastic realm [Chorus] Oh, tell me more About the post-war Your hot takes are a bore Drop the needle, hit the floor It’s all just a skip On a sinking ship [Post-Chorus] Skip, skip, skip it You just don't get it Skip, skip, skip it You just don't get it [Verse] Dusty shelves and gray light You're looking for a fight Argue 'bout the synth tone Leave the girl alone The 808 is clicking The clock is slowly ticking [Pre-Chorus] Adjust your heavy frames Forget the artists' names Pretend you're so refined But you're just behind [Chorus] Oh, tell me more About the post-war Your hot takes are a bore Drop the needle, hit the floor It’s all just a skip On a sinking ship [Bridge] The stylus is worn The jacket is torn I've heard it all before Walk out the door My coffee is cold This act is getting old [Chorus] Oh, tell me more About the post-war Your hot takes are a bore Drop the needle, hit the floor It’s all just a skip On a sinking ship [Outro]
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