Scotty Sire - F. O. M. O. lyrics

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Scotty Sire - F. O. M. O. lyrics

You could say I'm in the dumps In a F.O.M.O. funk All my friends are going out And you know they're getting drunk I said "no" when they asked me if I wanted to come I'm home alone, but who's having more fun? (I'll tell you who) I could've gone out, I could've left the house With my new dope jacket and a grin on my mouth But not tonight, no chance, I'd rather stay in the cave 'Cause my energy is low and Postmates' on the way I seem to always regret going out with my friends 'Cause I love how it starts but I hate how it ends A night that seems great but I'll probably forget Might as well just kick it right here in my bed And then it starts to get late I think I've made a mistake Don't really wanna pretend But I get that, get that Fear of missing out, fear of missing out Cancel plans and I'm still dancing Fear of missing out, fear of missing out Talking F.O.M.O. when I'm all alone Alright, so I'm chilling You know how I'm feeling All my homies getting down and I'm staring at the ceiling I pull my phone up and I check my friends' stories Everyone's getting wild while I'm watching Finding Dory Now, I gotta try to snap back out of it then But my Snapchat keeps on pulling me in And the Instagram pics from all of my friends Make me wanna be out on the opposite end So I creep into the kitchen and I pour myself a drink It's a one-man party, what would my momma think? Now, I'm feeling bummed, a little drunk and under the gun Imma pour one more just to make my own fun Uh, me amigos, most loco I can tell the f** up 'cause of all the drunk photos They might call me Robin 'cause I'm dancing on my own I'll make every one of my homies wish they all stayed home, damn right And then it starts to get late I think I've made a mistake Don't really wanna pretend But I get that, get that Fear of missing out, fear of missing out Cancel plans and I'm still dancing Fear of missing out, fear of missing out Talking F.O.M.O. when I'm all alone Expensive drinks without the booze Pay the twenty dollar cover, too I'm having way more fun than you Dancing in my living room Pump it up, break it down Made it loose, shake it out I'm having way more fun than you Dancing in my living room Fear of missing out, fear of missing out Cancel plans and I'm still dancing Fear of missing out, fear of missing out Talking F.O.M.O. when I'm all alone Put your hands in the air with your phones up You shouldn't have that F.O.M.O 'Cause you're here listenin' to the beat Come on, get up off your feet F.O.M.O., say it with me, F, O, M, O, come on baby

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