Print

I am no longer who I am No longer It's all ad nauseam to you Albeit abetted by the first four amounts I counted them up at the fountain I founded for you Back at school Everything was true I am a tastemaker, and I kill things I am not a tastemaker and I kill things Albeit acquitted on the first four counts The compilation released by the nation I founded for you Back at school Everything was true Ridiculously cool I am no longer who I am No longer It's all ad nauseam to you Albeit abetted by the first four amounts They rounded us up by the walls that I never stoned for you Back at school Everything was true From Letras Mania