Six Seven Skibidi Lament

(oohhhhh) Fading pictures on the screen Tracing places where we've been

Now the room is growing cold Stories that we never told

Six, seven, I miss skibidi

All the laughter that you gave to

me

Now the silence is a heavy weight

We let it drift until it was too late

(too

late, yeah)

Echoes of a simple phrase

Lost inside a hopeless daze

Funny how the silly things

Are the ones that pull the strings

Six, seven, I miss skibidi

All the laughter that you gave to

me

Now the silence

is a heavy weight

We let it drift until it was too

late

I miss it all

(oohhhhh) Six,

seven