[Intro: Complete, Seth Sentry]

Complete

Seth Sentry

We're some nice guys

Right?

Nah, ugh

[Verse 1: Complete]

This is history in the making

The missing piece to a victim's media statement

But it's a mystery why my missus says that I'm "Mr Mean"

Maybe it's the fifty-three misdemeanours I'm facin' (Goddamn!)

Got the gift of being impatient

It's May and I'm tempted to get the Christmas tree from the basement (Ha)

Went for some breakfast; this prick was keeping me waitin'

I pictured beatin' his face in with strips of premium bacon

They've been saying my fuse is short (What?) as a newly born

Human dwarf, that's why my Uber score has been viewed in court

I met a mute before

They implied that I'm the moody sort, I said, "Yeah, like you can talk"

I hate tulips and unicorns, you're a stupid horse

I'm the fuckin' type that might lose rapport to a news report (Yeah)

'Cause I just threw a fork and a spoon at a boomer

Who thought my music was rude, so they poured their soup in my Puma shorts

Maybe hot-headed, maybe I'm short-sighted

Maybe it's wrong the way that I take the support's riders

And say that I'm more famous, make me some pork sliders

Take me to Four Seasons, lately it's more [?]

Blame it on poor guidance, breath control isn't ethical

Instead it's "F it all" as I wet my soul in this ethanol

Never preppin' for pressure, instead I fold

You get better results projectin' a decibel to a deaf adult

Guess I'm gettin' Seth involved in my darker vibes

So I don't look like the only kind artist whose heart has died

My calmer side mixed with karma committed comi-cide

Still, even if I can't be nice

[Chorus: Complete, Seth Sentry]

I don't mean to be mean

I don't mean to be rude

But I'm runnin' out of steam, what you want me to do?

I don't mean to be mean (Nah)

I don't mean to be mean

I don't mean to be mean

I don't mean to be rude

But I'm runnin' out of steam, what you want me to do?

I don't mean to be mean (Nah)

I don't mean to be mean (I do actually)

I don't mean to be

[Verse 2: Seth Sentry]

When you've got a problem and you feel like you are not enough (Yeah?)

You should do a lot of drugs and keep your feelings bottled up (True)

Therapy's for pussies, all you need's a lack of self-control

And just remember deep down—it's everybody else's fault

(Ah) Yeah, I'm glad we had this little heart-to-heart (Yeah)

I'm at the supermarket tryna get my car to start (Come on)

The hardest part is tryna remember where I parked it last

I tried to mark a path with half a jar of carbonara sauce

Made it home and ate a tub of Häagen-Dazs in the bubble bath

And argued with a bunch of rubber ducks in an avocado mask

Try to let the drama pass, I should do karate

Or some martial arts, instead of Krav Maga in this pilates class

Insomniac, sipping on a coffee can in Zombieland

Driving through your concert in a Kombi van, stomp your fans

Body slam your whole entire band before the song began

Now watch me throw a mark into a train like I was Omni-man

Yo, fuck an olive branch

I'd rather hit you with this potted plant

Got a list of rappers written on each hand

Yeah, someone else to blame for all my foul mistakes

Bitch, you wacker than the sound it makes when I walk into a thousand rakes (Ouch, my face!)

No wonder why I never made it out the gates

I'd rather play games here on the couch, that's why the album's late

And I'm so out of shape, this hoverboard's about to break

Nowadays, the shit I wrote is real, I feel like Alan Wake

So why would I spend like fifty-g on a bracelet

When my veins have got more ice than the winter season in Frankston?

I'm Mr. Freeze the drink machine, think I need a vacation

A change of scenery, they tell me that I'm cold but I don't mean to be—

[Chorus: Complete]

I don't mean to be mean

I don't mean to be rude

But I'm runnin' out of steam, what you want me to do?

I don't mean to be mean (Nah)

I don't mean to be mean

I don't mean to be mean

I don't mean to be rude

But I'm runnin' out of steam, what you want me to do?

I don't mean to be mean (Nah)

I don't mean to be mean

I don't mean to be