Get your nukes on

Your nukes on

And

Hit me right at the sun, makes you

Want to lose it, beat painless

Makes you oxidize when it rains, makes you

Boots on, hyper-unit on fleet

'Cause it lingers 'round when you

Go by, come around, then

Go back, come around

When it looks so fun, it is so fun and painless

When it gets so crazy you don't wanna speak, oh oh

When it makes you regret everything you

Go back, come around, and

Go back, come around

I'm too stylish

For this, my wish is this:

My karma list

Caught in my stitch, nauseous

My boots, jacket

My Anarchist

My things

Won't come around

Won't come around, in fashion, all this

I'm too stylish

For this, my wish is this:

My karma list

Caught in my stitch, nauseous

My boots, jacket

My Anarchist

My things

Won't come around

Won't come around, in fashion, all this

I'm too stylish

For this, my wish is this:

My karma list

Caught in my stitch, nauseous

My boots, jacket

My Anarchist

My things

Won't come around

Won't come around, in fashion, all this

I'm too stylish

For this, my wish is this:

My karma list

Caught in my stitch, nauseous

My boots, jacket

My Anarchist

My things

Won't come around

Won't come around, in fashion, all this