Appollonia lyrics

f*ck the computer, you're not a teammate on my team
So shut up and nice dreams
Look at the VCR TV in the room with white knives
And a PCRT3 of my own so what now
Is that you want to marry me now

So stare
Now sit there, Now sit there and stare
Right now, I don’t care
So sit there, sit there and stare
Oh my god

Eighteen, yeah she's my teammate XI3
And she's good with white lines
Alive habitual-like TV
So shut up and nice dreams
Look at the PCRT3 in my room
I look up laughing at you, bury me

I don’t care
Now sit there, now sit there and stare
I don't care
Just sit there I swear
Just sit there and stare
Oh god