The Factoury No Bars ( Jesse Rutherford)
I do not own anything. LYRICS: (well, partly) Why, why, why, why, why, why Can t I ever get good wifi Been that way my whole life It s no lie that I got bad Tried airplane from my MacBook I m a hundred inch screen But this shit won t load got me mad So I turned to my girl, let her have it If you re gonna be with me Just know I ve got some bad frequencies We could only get so far Cause I got no bars Somethin bout you makes me nervous I tried to call, I got no service, girl We could only get so far When I got no bars Baby, hit me with a It didn t work with your Everybody else in the house got a couple tabs open Maybe if could you fix me up if I m broken And I know complaining won t do anything But why does this shit never work for me Maybe it s the way that I was built Or maybe I m the same, just need to chill Why, why, why, why, why, why Can
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