all made with dishwasher sounds except for the kick drum

Lyrics: NovaVT

(Verse 1)

I remember summer nights,

Chasing fireflies, all those lights.

Laughter ringing, running free,

Childhood days, you and me.

Dishwasher dreams in the kitchen glow,

Mom sing softly to the radio 

Through every fight, you were my love,

We're just kids, but we rise above.

there's something wrong with my dishwasher

it hasn't cleaned any of my plates

i bought it plenty of detergent

so maybe i'll just have to wait

none of the forks have been cleaned

none of the knives have been cleaned

(this dirty glass has the logo of my favorite team)

none of the spoons have been cleaned

none of the sporks have been cleaned

(this bowl still has a thick crust of cream)

there's something off about my dishwasher

filthy utensils, pots, and pans

all of this cookware keeps piling up

now i can't locate a single clean cup

none of the knives have been cleaned

none of the forks have been cleaned

(this dirty glass has the logo of my favorite team)

none of the spoons have been cleaned

none of the sporks have been cleaned

(this bowl still has a thick crust of cream)

none of the spoons have been cleaned

none of the forks have been cleaned

(this dirty glass has the logo of my favorite team)

none of the knives have been cleaned

none of the sporks have been cleaned

(this bowl still has a thick crust of cream)

what are they trying to say to me

idk what's going on

they're trying to say i can't be free

but i know that they are wrong

here i am

doing what i can

here i am

taking a stand

here i am

executing a plan

here i am

starting a clan

here i am

right where i began

here i am

chorus:

I'm fxing trying

i can't get past my worst enemy

is myself

i'm fxing dying

i can't believe what i perceive as myself

the biggest fight in history is the one within myself

why can't it just resolve so I can move onto something else

the biggest divide in history is between the rich and poor

lets put our differences aside and even the score

what are they trying to say to us

they know what is going on

they're trying to say we can't be free but we know they are wrong

crimes against poverty disguised as laws

FINES FINES FINES

you guys should be appalled

change my mind

chorus:

I'm fxing trying

i can't get past my worst enemy

is myself

i'm fxing dying

i can't believe what i perceive as myself

chorus:

I'm fxing trying

i can't get past my worst enemy

is myself

i'm fxing dying

i can't believe what i perceive as myself

i'm fxing crying

I can't break myself from these cells

i'd be fxing lying

if the only thing to blame was myself

break

i'm fxing crying

I can't break myself from these cells

i'd be fxing lying

if the only thing to blame was myself

the only thing to blame is myself

x2

chorus:

I'm fxing trying

i can't get past my worst enemy

is myself

i'm fxing dying

i can't believe what i perceive as myself

the man said funk!

AND MY SINKS FULL OF DISHES

AND I SING WITH THE FISHES

THEYRE SWIMMING DOWN MY DRAIN NOW

BUT THE MAN SAID FUNK

listen to my story

how it all went down

a dark momentum

in my life in town

i was just metal

now i got soap

i’m all for washing

your dirty slop

yo dirty sins can

stay secret with me

from this moment down

to eternity

i swear i’m not making 

an allegory

it’s all i want to be

your grease buddy

listen to me rambling

about a dish

i got space for lasagna

and mac and cheese

i got soap enough

if the dirt is tough

i got ai jokes

to make you laugh

i don’t need no money

i need no cars

i am only here

to deal with this trash

i can see you had fun

yesterday night

but your cooking man

she’ll not be back

it is the truth

i shoot it raw

that’s what makes me

so good in brawl

but you need not worry

i say it as a friend

but please respect me

i’ll fight to the end

i’m a new born warrior

i’m a gladiator

i can squeeze and clean

and i still want more

I can twist your words

to make you mad

but I apologize

and stay a good friend

it’s nine o clock

i’m waiting for it

your chicken stock

your black pudding

dude what i told you

you should have cooked that

so she could enjoy

a good british humpback

give me your secrets

and your dirty deeds

your tax evasion

and your crypto bits

give me your porn folder

I can’t enough

but your taste is focco

just like your risotto

it is the truth

i shoot it raw

that’s what makes me

so good in brawl

but you need not worry

i say it as a friend

but please respect me

i’ll fight to the end

i’m a new born warrior

i’m a gladiator

i can squeeze and clean

and i still want more

I can twist your words

to make you mad

but I apologize

and stay a good friend