Make it to 10,000

[Fifty]

I want a back seat
Because I'm dead beat
I'm respirating
Two [souls] of the [ape here]

Gives us sleepyheads, sleepyheads
The road ahead it takes us to our bed
Sleepyheads, sleepyheads
Our minds they race but our bodies are dead

Just like looking for footprints
Looking for footprints

The lights are twisted
Each one is misted
To far and counting
Head nod in twenty

Gives us sleepyheads, sleepyheads
The road ahead it takes us to our bed
Sleepyheads, sleepyheads
Our minds they race but our bodies are dead

[Vega]

you dont got one lyrical bone in your body

[Fifty]

Lyrical bone

[Vega]

square

[Fifty]

cubed

[Fzerowii]

6476…

[Fifty]

aaaaa

[Cealgair]

I may not have a lyrical bone, but I have a humerus. I've got two, in fact.

[Fifty]

Weird flex

[Cealgair]

You're right, you're supposed to flex muscles, not bones