Had my kitchen rearranged so I can't find anything
Allegedly it's clean
It's definitely confusing
I don't know what to bring to this potluck, and
I'm the only person going
"Watch how hot sauce is made,"
I definitely couldn't
"Pick a recipe," you know I wouldn't
All opportunities, you overcook them or underseason
People cut themselves most on dull knives forcing the thing to seem right
I think I'm a dull knife
Anxiety Superstar - Chef Eats Fingers, Forgets How to Kiss, Cannot Love (3/1) Lyrics
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Had my kitchen rearranged so I can't find anything
Allegedly it's clean
It's definitely confusing
I don't know what to bring to this potluck, and
I'm the only person going
"Watch how hot sauce is made,"
I definitely couldn't
"Pick a recipe," you know I wouldn't
All opportunities, you overcook them or underseason
People cut themselves most on dull knives forcing the thing to seem right
I think I'm a dull knife
Allegedly it's clean
It's definitely confusing
I don't know what to bring to this potluck, and
I'm the only person going
"Watch how hot sauce is made,"
I definitely couldn't
"Pick a recipe," you know I wouldn't
All opportunities, you overcook them or underseason
People cut themselves most on dull knives forcing the thing to seem right
I think I'm a dull knife
Writer: Matt Vuchichevich
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