OH MY GOD IM SUCH A ROBOT by Wolfgang Hunter Lyrics

It’s bittersweet
Them heartbeats resting at one-fifty
I gotta get some food
Cause its messing with my mood
A blessed man
He smokes a gram with his band
I’ll be frugal and you’ll be brutal

Such a noble cause
And my friend’s are looking for the White Claw
Epiphanies hit me at 3 am when all my friends are either drunk or asleep
You didn’t know better
So I suggest
Wear my sweater
And keep me company when suddenly I realize that your eyes were made for freezing me

I think I kinda like you
I think I’m kinda like you
I kinda think about you
And I kinda think about you
Oh my god I’m such a robot
Oh my god just take one more sigh
Oh my god I’m such a robot
Oh my god just take one more sigh