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"”Disappoint Lyrics””

I'm gonna dis-disappoint you
Just like I was supposed to
I'm gonna dis-disappoint you
Just like I was supposed to

I, I don't know much, I do know this
My ignorance is full of bliss
I don't know much, I do know this
That all my thoughts have turned to shit

Too far gone, the young is wasted
It's too late I can't erase it
Now it's time to impregnate it
Watch me now I'll never make it
Too far gone, the young is wasted
It's too late I can't erase it
Now it's time to impregnate it
Watch me now I'll never make it

I'm gonna dis-disappoint you
Just like I was supposed to
I'm gonna dis-disappoint you
Just like I was supposed to

I, I don't know much, I do know this
That you can kiss my floppy disk
I don't know much, I do know this
That all my thoughts have turned to shit

Too far gone, the young is wasted
It's too late I can't erase it
Now it's time to impregnate it
Watch me now I'll never make it
Too far gone, the young is wasted
It's too late I can't erase it
Now it's time to impregnate it
Watch me now I'll never make it

I'm gonna dis-disappoint you
I'm gonna dis-disappoint you

Ha!

Now my fists are burning
'Cause this is always hurting
I I I I Im fu o o o o o ock ki ki ing am m m m I f f f fucking up
Oh it's hard not-not to notice
I drink your magic potion
Oh I'm levitating
Oh I'm levitating now
Whoa oh oh

Let me tell you about the youth, baby!

Too far gone, the young is wasted
It's too late I can't erase it
Now it's time to impregnate it
Watch me now I'll never make it
Too far gone, the young is wasted
It's too late I can't erase it
Now it's time to impregnate it
Watch me now I'll never make it

I'm gonna dis-disappoint you
Just like I was supposed to
I'm gonna dis-disappoint you
Just like I was supposed to

disappoint

Mindless Self Indulgence It Gets Worse

A devil-may-care folk-rock fever dream from Ellis Wilder.
Sex, sin, and sidewalk confessions — this is what happens when the wild wins.

Fueled by bourbon, busted lips, and the chaos of the Chelsea Hotel, this track howls with neo-70s grit and bisexual bedlam. Three in the bed, ash on the sheets, no regrets till morning. Guitars jangle. Drums thump like a racing heart. And somewhere in the distance, someone’s still looking for their jeans.

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