DINKLEBERG Songtext
von Amoebaz

Thought I could conquer the world
But I pissed it all away
Bought her rose colored glasses
She wanted rosè
(Okay)
I′m so sorry you wouldn't understand
Heavy handed middle finger
Salivary gland
Life is grand motherfucker I′m peachy
Bust out the stilts lace the moon boots
So you can reach me
Slap the hand
Fuck the lesson your teaching
I'm just trying to relax
Why'd you hand me the Riesling? Who touched the thermostat?
Motherfucker I freezing
The sun don′t show his face no more
I think he′s grieving
You dream of better days
I dream of leaving up on a space ship
Where no one else is breathing
I'm beating my head against a wall
Cause the way people been acting
Got me so ducking appalled
Find me somewhere out of range
Fiending for the uninstall
"DO NOT DISTURB"
So I′m ducking every call

You can pretend to read me with one look
But you're only recognizing the bad
Can′t summarize myself in one book
But I can fit my whole life in a bag


So keep stepping to whatever beat plays
Eventually you'll find one that you know
My false hope is achieving satisfaction
Experiencing life as it goes
Life as it goes

This funk is just an audible emotion that lingers
When self controls crumbling and slipping through your fingers
You really start to lose it
When you′re teaching to these stupid students
Slimline's in my google drive queuing up the mood improvement
Half baked off a cookie washed it down with Mason's Brewing
Ignorance spewing bet I′m lit as a million lumens
I′m not used to seclusion but I'm taking a liking
I know the vanity sick need to be out and exposed
And some of y′all have never had an existential crisis
Resorting to posting on your SoundCloud and it shows
(Oof)
Yeah I've been hurt by women
I′ve been kicked to curbs okay
One day you'll learn you′re running out of Dinklebergs to blame
And even if you crush them all your trust remains your personal hell
You won't get anywhere if you don't learn to love yourself
(Facts)
You ain′t shit homie now say it after me
The key to being humble is understanding that you′re human
Eyes out the window recording all of today's catastrophes
I still don′t know what to say to get them moving
All I want out of this life is a couple days to fuck around
Get drunk on the lake and absorb the sun until the cancer finds me
A lot of y'all know me as "he who runs his mouth"
But this is what′s been keeping me ahead and your slow ass behind me
They always tell me this shit ain't how it′s supposed to go
Mr Minimal scribbling wills on a post-it note
Me and the homie Duff been going for broke
But being broken down is the biggest hoax this year
Ain't got no shares let alone horses to hold
But I would love it if you'd hold my beer
My smiles growing back knowing damn well it will stop again
The glass is half full but the foam still hits the top my friend

You can pretend to read me with one look
But you′re only recognizing the bad
Can′t summarize myself in one book
But I can fit my whole life in a bag

So keep stepping to whatever beat plays
Eventually you'll find one that you know
My false hope is achieving satisfaction
Experiencing life as it goes