The Squip Song Gerard Canonico & Be More Chill Ensemble

[RICH]
Freshman year
I didn't have a girlfriend or a clue
I was a loser just like you
Good times would only
Soar by
I was gross
As every female would attest
My sexting was a futile quest
My little penis was depressed
He was so lonely
Poor guy
I was
Hopeless, hopeless
I was
Helpless, helpless
Every time I'd walk the hallway
I would trip
I was
Stagnant and idle
I was
So suicidal
And then
Then, then
Then, then
Then, then
Then, then
Then, then
Then, then I got a Squip