I hate drinking coffee in the morning I hate that place everybody goes If it's fun I'll probably think it's boringjust like that song everybody knows
So put your hands up in the air If you hate songs that tell you to Put your hands up in the air Up, up, up in the air
'Cause I'm anti-everything, but I love you I'm fucking miserable till you walk into the room, yeah I talk a lot of shit, but swear you'll get used to it 'Cause I'm anti-everything but, everything but you Everything but you Everything but
I hate every second you're not with me I hate when we have to say goodbye You're the only one who makes me feel things 'Cause I usually feel nothing inside
So put your hands up in the air If you hate songs that tell you to Put your hands up in the air Up, up, up in the air
'Cause I'm anti-everything, but I love you I'm fucking miserable till you walk into the room, yeah I talk a lot of shit, but swear you'll get used to it 'Cause I'm anti-everything but, everything but you Everything but you Everything but
I'm anti-everything, but I love you I'm fucking miserable till you walk into the room, yeah I talk a lot of shit, but swear you'll get used to it 'Cause I'm anti-everything but, everything but you
'Cause I'm anti-everything, but I love you I'm fucking miserable till you walk into the room And I talk a lot of shit, but swear you'll get used to it 'Cause I'm anti-everything but, everything but you
Compositores: William Ernest Lobban Bean (Beat Locker), Brittany Marie Amaradio (Brittany Amaradio), Michael Ross Pollack, Robert Gainley Abisi (Lost Kings), Norris Miles Iii Shanholtz (Lost Kings) ECAD: Obra #21163212