What? Now?
Actin' like a fool to get they hopes down
Slackin' back in school mori's a class
Clown
More reason to pass it off as crap
Sound
My glass
Crown
I'm a lucky new kid who took my shot
Self-hatred is in fashion so come get it while it's hot
Got no skill, yet I hit top shelf
Guarantee you'll never get it less than me towards my myself
Who?
Next to take a swing now?
Who?
Step into the ring, I'll let'cha
Do
The worst that ya got, ya
First take a shot, I'm just that bad
What? Now?
Actin' like a fool to get they hopes down
Slackin' back in school mori's a class
Clown
More reason to pass it off as crap
Sound
My glass
Crown
Stop complaining, one guy
Rollin' eyes, drop a sigh like I don't know how to clap back
Haters, traitors, you're right
Got no flow, how' m I pro? And my words have got a way to go
I'm a paragon so,
Don't perceive me
I fell off already,
Stop believing
Stop complaining, one guy
Though the music is stupid
Ya listened until now, ya know
I'm shy
I deserve it, I'm a punching bag
Could die
Leave ya
Hidden tracks, I'll
Haunt ya even when I go
I'm a mess and a rebel
I confess, let the kettle blow
Not impressed at my level? No
Amateur looking star, wait for me to throw
Stop complaining, one guy
Rollin' eyes, drop a sigh like I don't know how to clap back
Haters, traitors, you're right
Got no flow, how' m I pro? And my words have got a way to go
I'm a paragon so
Don't perceive me
I fell off already
Stop believing
Stop complaining, one guy
Though the music is stupid
Ya listened until now, ya know
What? Now?
Actin' like a fool to get their hopes down
Slackin' while I'm cringing out your whole town
They just don't get that
Hate replays make music twice as loud
Stop complaining, one guy
Rollin' eyes, drop a sigh like I don't know how to clap back
Haters, traitors, you're right
Got no flow, how' m I pro? And my words have got a way to go
I'm a paragon so
Don't perceive me
I fell off already
Stop believing
Stop complaining, one guy
Though the music is stupid
Ya listened until now, ya know
CRINGECORE Video (MV)
Performed By: Mori Calliope
Written by: Mori Calliope, Albin Halvar Olaus Nordqvist, Louise Frick Sveen
Mori Calliope - CRINGECORE Lyrics
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What? Now?
Actin' like a fool to get they hopes down
Slackin' back in school mori's a class
Clown
More reason to pass it off as crap
Sound
My glass
Crown
I'm a lucky new kid who took my shot
Self-hatred is in fashion so come get it while it's hot
Got no skill, yet I hit top shelf
Guarantee you'll never get it less than me towards my myself
Who?
Next to take a swing now?
Who?
Step into the ring, I'll let'cha
Do
The worst that ya got, ya
First take a shot, I'm just that bad
What? Now?
Actin' like a fool to get they hopes down
Slackin' back in school mori's a class
Clown
More reason to pass it off as crap
Sound
My glass
Crown
Stop complaining, one guy
Rollin' eyes, drop a sigh like I don't know how to clap back
Haters, traitors, you're right
Got no flow, how' m I pro? And my words have got a way to go
I'm a paragon so,
Don't perceive me
I fell off already,
Stop believing
Stop complaining, one guy
Though the music is stupid
Ya listened until now, ya know
I'm shy
I deserve it, I'm a punching bag
Could die
Leave ya
Hidden tracks, I'll
Haunt ya even when I go
I'm a mess and a rebel
I confess, let the kettle blow
Not impressed at my level? No
Amateur looking star, wait for me to throw
Stop complaining, one guy
Rollin' eyes, drop a sigh like I don't know how to clap back
Haters, traitors, you're right
Got no flow, how' m I pro? And my words have got a way to go
I'm a paragon so
Don't perceive me
I fell off already
Stop believing
Stop complaining, one guy
Though the music is stupid
Ya listened until now, ya know
What? Now?
Actin' like a fool to get their hopes down
Slackin' while I'm cringing out your whole town
They just don't get that
Hate replays make music twice as loud
Stop complaining, one guy
Rollin' eyes, drop a sigh like I don't know how to clap back
Haters, traitors, you're right
Got no flow, how' m I pro? And my words have got a way to go
I'm a paragon so
Don't perceive me
I fell off already
Stop believing
Stop complaining, one guy
Though the music is stupid
Ya listened until now, ya know
Actin' like a fool to get they hopes down
Slackin' back in school mori's a class
Clown
More reason to pass it off as crap
Sound
My glass
Crown
I'm a lucky new kid who took my shot
Self-hatred is in fashion so come get it while it's hot
Got no skill, yet I hit top shelf
Guarantee you'll never get it less than me towards my myself
Who?
Next to take a swing now?
Who?
Step into the ring, I'll let'cha
Do
The worst that ya got, ya
First take a shot, I'm just that bad
What? Now?
Actin' like a fool to get they hopes down
Slackin' back in school mori's a class
Clown
More reason to pass it off as crap
Sound
My glass
Crown
Stop complaining, one guy
Rollin' eyes, drop a sigh like I don't know how to clap back
Haters, traitors, you're right
Got no flow, how' m I pro? And my words have got a way to go
I'm a paragon so,
Don't perceive me
I fell off already,
Stop believing
Stop complaining, one guy
Though the music is stupid
Ya listened until now, ya know
I'm shy
I deserve it, I'm a punching bag
Could die
Leave ya
Hidden tracks, I'll
Haunt ya even when I go
I'm a mess and a rebel
I confess, let the kettle blow
Not impressed at my level? No
Amateur looking star, wait for me to throw
Stop complaining, one guy
Rollin' eyes, drop a sigh like I don't know how to clap back
Haters, traitors, you're right
Got no flow, how' m I pro? And my words have got a way to go
I'm a paragon so
Don't perceive me
I fell off already
Stop believing
Stop complaining, one guy
Though the music is stupid
Ya listened until now, ya know
What? Now?
Actin' like a fool to get their hopes down
Slackin' while I'm cringing out your whole town
They just don't get that
Hate replays make music twice as loud
Stop complaining, one guy
Rollin' eyes, drop a sigh like I don't know how to clap back
Haters, traitors, you're right
Got no flow, how' m I pro? And my words have got a way to go
I'm a paragon so
Don't perceive me
I fell off already
Stop believing
Stop complaining, one guy
Though the music is stupid
Ya listened until now, ya know
Writer: Mori Calliope, Albin Halvar Olaus Nordqvist, Louise Frick Sveen
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group