Chorus
I sip matcha like it's holy,
Clairo on the speaker, feelin' cozy.
Down bad for a girl with a tote bag,
Said she like Anakin — I sent a whole mag.

Boygenius on, now I’m spiralin’ slow,
Told her I like Thom Yorke, she said “woah.”
Vader arc got me actin’ real tragic,
Fell in love and I blame it on magic.

Verse 1
Yo, I text her: “You remind me of Clairo”,
She left me on read — guess I shot with no air, bro.
Still made a playlist, still made a shrine,
Track 3 was "Bags" and the whole thing rhymed.

She drink matcha with oat like she royalty,
I drink Monster and cope with anxiety.
She said “Do you read?” — girl, I study the Force,
I been simpin' like Luke since the prequels, of course.

Bridge
And I fell like Anakin, into her DMs,
Now I’m burnt to a crisp with no limbs.
She said “You're too much,” I said “You're my queen,”
She said “Go to therapy,” I said “What you mean??”

Chorus
I sip matcha like it's holy,
Clairo on the speaker, feelin' cozy.
Down bad for a girl with a tote bag,
Said she like Anakin — I sent a whole mag.

Boygenius on, now I’m spiralin’ slow,
Told her I like Thom Yorke, she said “woah.”
Vader arc got me actin’ real tragic,
Fell in love and I blame it on magic.

Verse 2
I’m not toxic, I just quote OK Computer,
Fall in love fast like my laptop’s a suitor.
Dream of her lips like a pitchfork 10,
But she ghosted me twice, now I simp again.

Sadboy genius, half-boygenius,
Half Radiohead, half cryin’ in the Prius.
I showed her my memes, she showed me the door,
Now I'm shirtless and sad on a Whole Foods floor.

Outro
Clairo never did me like this.
Thom never judged me for feelin’ like this.
Anakin fell for power, I fell for a girl
With a zine in her hand and a Spotify swirl.


sip matcha like its holy

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sip matcha like its holy

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