OLD TECHNOLOGY

Yeah, yeah You heard the song straight, straight off my iPod Straight off the tumblr blog I am a god, yes, sir Keepin' my money stacked up on the dresser You copy-paste the vibe, I never chase the vibe Bitch, look alive, I'm doin' drugs tonight Ones that I'm not prescribed, yeah I'm cranking up Old technology, shit out of luck What do you want from me? I'm having fun tonight I'm doing drugs tonight, I I'm cranking up Old technology, fuck your critique (Yeah) Bitch, what do you want from me? I need some peace of mind I'm doin' drugs tonight I'm—, I'm— I'm— I'm doing drugs tonight I'm—, I'm— I'm— I need some peace of mind I'm doing drugs tonight I want a new face, facin' em all down Don't wanna come around Relapse, into a bender Big bag of rack on the dresser You copy-paste the vibe, I never chase the vibe I hope I die, I'm doin' drugs tonight Ones that I'm not prescribed, oh, I I'm cranking up Old technology, shit out of luck What do you want from me? I'm having fun tonight I'm doing drugs tonight, I I'm cranking up Old technology, fuck your critique (Yeah) Bitch, what do you want from me? I need some peace of mind I'm doin' drugs tonight I'm—, I'm—, I'm— (I'm doing drugs tonight) Old technology (I'm—) Old technology, yeah (I'm—) Old technology, yeah, uh (I'm—) Old technology, yeah A place to tell them so I'm— (Uh-uh), I'm— (Uh-uh) Old technology (I'm—, uh) I'm doing drugs tonight Old technology (I'm—) Old technology, yeah (I'm—) Old technology, yeah, uh (I'm—) Old technology, yeah I'm doing drugs tonight Old technology (I'm—) Old technology, yeah (I'm—) Old technology, yeah, uh (I'm—) Old technology, yeah