​comic sans ​guardin

[Intro]
(Eric, E-Eric, look at me)
(La-da-da-da, la-da-da-da, da-da-da-da)
(La-da-da-da, la-da-da-da, da-da-da)
(La-da-da-da, la-da-da-da, da-da-da-da)
(La-da-da-da, la-da-da-da, da)

[Verse 1]
If it were up to me, I would be a tree
Sit under the sun and smoke a blunt full of debris
I ain't got a job and I don't got no damn degree
But the time I spent is wise and hours split up into threes
So I'm hopin' that the work I put into this shit is worth it
I ain't got nobody in my tent up in this circus
Write another body, make the header have a purpose (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I like the title, but the shit you say is— (Goofy, do you even use your head?)

[Verse 2]
If it were up to me, I would probably leave
Split the door in two so I can walk through it with easе
I ain't got no destination set inside of mе
By the time I hit the ground, I'll start to feel it in my knees
Stayed inside for twenty years and I can't tell you if it's worth it
Everyone acquainted, they just know me on the surface
Write another body, make the header have a purpose
Yeah, I like the title, but the shit you say is worthless