(One, two, three, fuck you)
(One, two, fuck)
♪
Take me to somewhere new
Different than the city and different than school
Show me some cool new stuff
The charts and the playlists, fuck the music taste stuff
Ooh-ooh-ooh, I'll talk to you
Hi
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, I want somethin' new
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Let me hang out with your friends
These industry players always playin' pretend
You're an artist, and you look great
But your Instagram's not a personality trait
Ooh-ooh-ooh, give us the truth (I think I'm bored of you)
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, I want somethin' new, babe
Oh, dear whoever, should I stop trying?
Everyone's on trend
Every song sounds the same
Some art form is surely dying
Sincerely, a poser who loves to complain
Ugh
Let's drive out to the sea
Trade the DJ for birds and the people for trees
And I refuse to go back to my house
There's a time to get goin', and that time is now
Ooh-ooh-ooh, quit frontin'
Ooh-ooh-ooh, but you, you've got somethin'
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, I want something new! Woo!
Stop, stop (okay, hold on, hold on) stop
♪
(Give me a second)
One, two, three, woo!
♪
Ooh, yeah
♪
Drums
Now this part
If y'all made it to this part, man
Then you made it
To the best part of the song
One, two, three, four
♪
Guitar!
♪
Alright
Alright, I'm done
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