Lyrics:
Brrrrr.... ah... skibbi.... skibidi!
SKIBIDI TOILET!
Skibidi skibidi!
SKIBIDI TOILET!
Woke up, face-lit, blue glow baptism,
Thumb on a treadmill, dopamine capitalism,
“Good morning” from my phone, not my friends,
FYP knows my trauma in ten-second trends.
Skibidi this, Ohio that, NPC in the chat,
Sigma grindset, then I’m crying in a cap,
POV: you’re me, but I don’t feel real,
Just a highlight reel with an ad for a meal.
Split-screen brain, ten thoughts in a trench coat,
Hot takes microwave, cold heart, can’t emote
I laugh like lol but my ribs feel tight,
Like I’m buffering feelings on airplane flight.
My head’s a tab farm, all pop-ups, no peace,
Every clip a tiny hit, every hit a lease.
I keep chasing something I can’t name,
When the silence loads in, I swipe away the frame.
I lost my attention span mid... what?
Mid... huh?
Mid... wait, hold up!
I was saying some...
(HEY!) Skibidi brainrot breakdown,
TikTok tears in the background,
I’m laughing but I’m going down
I lost my attention span mid... what?
And I can’t focus long enough to feel.
Scroll, scroll, scroll!
Shut it off!
Scroll, scroll, scroll!
Can’t, won’t, stop!
Scroll, scroll, scroll!
Shut it off!
My brain goes brrr, then I drop.
Blue check prophets selling peace in a thread,
Self-care, sponsored post, link in bio instead.
I’m doomscrolling war while I eat cold fries,
Then an edit of a cat makes my serotonin rise.
“Be yourself, be proud” - I’m trying, no cap,
But my mind got jump-scared by the recap
A thousand tiny tragedies, bite-sized dread,
And a dance challenge living rent-free in my head.
I got ghosted by sleep, left on read by my dreams,
My thoughts are just noises with corporate themes.
I’m a meme with a heartbeat, a joke with a jaw,
I say “it is what it is” like it’s some kind of law.
My head’s a comment section, everybody’s loud,
I’m fighting for a thought in a scrolling crowd.
Tell me who I am without the feed,
If I stop performing, do I still bleed?
I lost my attention span mid... what?
Mid... huh?
Mid... wait, hold up!
I was saying some...
(HEY!) Skibidi brainrot breakdown,
TikTok tears in the background,
I’m laughing but I’m going down
I lost my attention span mid... what?
And I can’t focus long enough to feel.
Quiet feels like a mirror I don’t wanna face,
So I flood it with noise till I forget my place.
I’m "fine" in emojis, I’m “good” in a snap,
But my chest is a siren under all this crap.
If attention is currency, I’m overdraft,
Spent it all on strangers who don’t know my laugh.
I keep scrolling for a reason to stay,
But every answer disappears the same way.
You ever scroll so long you forget why you picked up the phone?
(YEAH!)
You ever laugh so hard you don’t notice you’re alone?
(YEAH!)
You ever feel nothing ‘cause nothing lasts long enough?
(YEAH!)
Okay... okay...
I lost my attention span mid... what?
Mid... huh?
Mid... wait, hold up!
I was saying some...
(HEY!) Skibidi brainrot breakdown,
TikTok tears in the background,
I’m laughing but I’m going down
I lost my attention span mid... what?
And I can’t focus long enough to feel.
Scroll, scroll, scroll!
Shut it off...
Scroll, scroll, scroll!
I’m not okay...
Scroll, scroll, scroll!
Shut it off...
I just wanna stay on one thought long enough to heal
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