You can’t be depressed Neil Hilborn
On this page, discover the full lyrics of the song "You can’t be depressed" by Neil Hilborn. Lyrxo.com offers the most comprehensive and accurate lyrics, helping you connect with the music you love on a deeper level. Ideal for dedicated fans and anyone who appreciates quality music.
Aaron Rodgers is on the field in Green Bay tonight and he is terrible.
He's thirteen for forty with two interceptions and no touchdowns for a QB rating of negative a billion
Which is like if I showed up on stage and did my entire set facing the wall and eating mayonnaise out of a jar
Aaron Rodgers, probably the best quarterback to ever play the game, has those bags under his eyes that tell me he’s been eating a lot of cold Mac-&-Cheese in bed with the lights off
Aaron Rodgers looks how I really feel when I say "I'm doing great!"
Aaron Rodgers makes twenty-two million a year and yet he still looks like his dog bit him after calling him a selfish person
Aaron looks like he last slept in two thousand eleven maybe
and he's playing like he’s thinking about how he needs to wash his sheets
He's playing like how he hasn't washed his sheets in five or six months
He's playing like he'd wash his goddamned sheets if he could just stop goddamned crying for one goddamned minute
but, maybe I'm reading too much into this
I find myself saying, out loud,
"How is he depressed?
He's thirteen for forty with two interceptions and no touchdowns for a QB rating of negative a billion
Which is like if I showed up on stage and did my entire set facing the wall and eating mayonnaise out of a jar
Aaron Rodgers, probably the best quarterback to ever play the game, has those bags under his eyes that tell me he’s been eating a lot of cold Mac-&-Cheese in bed with the lights off
Aaron Rodgers looks how I really feel when I say "I'm doing great!"
Aaron Rodgers makes twenty-two million a year and yet he still looks like his dog bit him after calling him a selfish person
Aaron looks like he last slept in two thousand eleven maybe
and he's playing like he’s thinking about how he needs to wash his sheets
He's playing like how he hasn't washed his sheets in five or six months
He's playing like he'd wash his goddamned sheets if he could just stop goddamned crying for one goddamned minute
but, maybe I'm reading too much into this
I find myself saying, out loud,
"How is he depressed?
Comments (0)
The minimum comment length is 50 characters.
Information
Users of Guests are not allowed to comment this publication.
There are no comments yet. You can be the first!