Ill Lit - Options lyrics

You can't believe what we almost had This way we seem to be is oh so sad Thank god, for basements Thank god for replacements Its hard to stop if you really chase it Miss the friends you gave away to greatness Is fireworks and flash creation? fireworks And flash you're chasing. So how about some sympathy For technology (the oddity of some honesty) - i'll beg you to get off of me With apology, with apology.