This is a headgema original.

I am hanging in the bathroom at the biggest party of the fall.

I could stay right here or disappear and nobody'd even notice it all.

I'm a creeper in the bathroom because blondes always have more fun.

So instead of agonizing how I fail at socializing, I'll just pretend that I have the runs.

Everything feels fine when I hear my favorite pair.

Though only through online, it feels like they're really there.

Because I am listening to podcasts, listening to podcasts at a party.

And I'm feeling calm because we're listening to podcasts at a party.

Headgema is the bomb.

I should have stayed at home instead the only thing I mean.

Are the hosts special guests for lentil and runs?

Shame my friends are ends for camaraderie.

Larry is smiling.

You know that he's not breaking.

Jeffrey has a wagon.

I don't need no beer bomb.

The only friends I need are on the podcast called The Fear Review.

On the podcast, on the podcast.

I'm gonna party with me on the Zoom.

Mike Lee's already for review review.

We've never had a plug for the Zarty in the pizza.

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