I don't wanna get a sweet critical hit. I don't wanna eat hardened salty food. For many years. Something to think about. Tired to keep up. If you say that, you're done. But it feels like a dream. Who you are. Who I am. We can't gonna be So what you tell me, so what you tell me, so what you tell me more So what you tell me So what you tell me, so what you tell me, so what you tell me more We can't gonna be free. I don't wanna walk on muddy paved roads. I lived closer to the port than the lake town. Either way, a longing suburbs life. So to speak, Be the dog and keep barking and licking cool. Long distance. Things to forget. Tired of catching up and BCP. If you still say that, you're done. It feels like an afterlife dream. So to speak, Be the dog and keep barking and licking cool. Who you are. Who I am. Who you are. Who I am. So what you tell me, so what you tell me, so what you tell me more We can't gonna be So what you tell me, so what you tell me, so what you tell me more So what you tell me more. So what you tell me, so what you tell me, so what you tell me more We can't gonna be So what you tell me, so what you tell me, so what you tell me more We can't gonna be So what you tell me, so what you tell me, so what you tell me more We can't gonna be free.