Times lyrics
by Jack Stauber
Whoa! (Laughter)
(Laughter)
I don't know, oh my god!
I don't know! (It tastes like f*cking fruit!)
f*ck! (Laughter)
(Laughter)
Barren, get used to it!
You laid it out!
Does it hurt?
Barren, get used to it!
You laid it out!
You laid it out!
(Laughter)
f*ck! (Laughter)