Lyrics: Penelope Talia
Music: Penelope Talia
Real life grass, is it just as green?
I've seen them out my window, too bad they're on my screen
Your music on blast, I'm watching your act steal the scene
When we chat a little bit I laugh 'cause you ask me where I've been
And, no, it's not your mom's house
I'm chronically online, it's doing me just fine, I wink
I'm a pane of glowing glass, a golden pain to ass I think
I fumble all my bags, just to get them back unclean
I know that if I'd fumble you, I'd crack even if you'd end up back to me eventually
My home's inside of your pocket, watch me never leave
I'll be on your beck and call whenever I'm your need
I have you in my locket with no one else to show
I wanna stay your secret girl who's living all alone
I know you don't normally go on Discord
So I hope I don't ever waste your time
I know you don't normally go on Discord
So I hope I don't ever waste your time