young girl a but its a roblox 2009 song being sung

remix - ‪@JLGaming64‬
original - ‪@umaainc‬
lyrics - ‪@smartschoolboy-v1m‬ and me

lyrics:

Lemme tell you about my account,
Spending lots of robux in someones face
even now and then off one or twice,
everything all ends up right it seems
suffocating debt is blinding the eyes
drowning in a feeling choking the mind
counting on the richness to douse the skies
how do i survive the humbling?
Spending and the poor all wash away
Spending and the poor all wash away
Tell me where it is you hide the tix
Smiling alight so gracefully
Spitting out a hat without a price
Spitting out a hat without a price
Somewhere in the game we lost our way
How can I convey the same to you
Collecting all the scraps of tix that never came
Hey, wait, hey wait
Seems it all was my mistake

Ah
“Now and then, now and then”
“I’ll just spend again” it’s
Pricey, the clothes, the clothes, the clothes, the clothes
Pricey, the clothes, the clothes, the clothes, the clothes
Pricey, the clothes, the clothes, the clothes
You left me alone now
Ah
What is left what is left
Oh the trade you sent? it’s
Fading away, away, away, away
Fading away, away, away, away
Fading away, away, away
I’m breaking in richness, so
Any game you can find my user
It would be okay cause just the thought is all it takes

Every little server ever we made
Every little server ever we made
Carrying the weight of each friend group
Somehow, we make it to a payday
Spending and the poor all wash away
Spending and the poor all wash away
Tell me where it is you hide the tix
Smiling alight so gracefully
“A pair of buddies bonding calms me ever so”
Although, although
You had all but lost your gold

Ah
Chasing eggs, chasing eggs
Ever out of reach it’s
Hunting away, away, away, away
Hunting away, away, away, away
Hunting away, away, away
I can’t keep the pace the
Accounts that can’t be erased
Bid my mind to take it’s
Hurting, a rage, a rage, a rage, a rage
Hurting, a rage, a rage, a rage, a rage
Hurting, a rage, a rage, a rage
It’s never the same, right?

Ah
This is just how I dreamed
Or, it seemed to be but
Playing alone, alone, alone, alone
Playing alone, alone, alone, alone
Playing alone, alone, alone
Don’t come any closer
Trading the shirts we had made
In our better days is
Pricey, the clothes, the clothes, the clothes, the clothes
Pricey, the clothes, the clothes, the clothes, the clothes
Pricey, the clothes, the clothes, the clothes
Is all that I know, so
Any game you can find my user
It would be okay, so let me keep it all the same