Cringe Songtext
von PhorHead

Yuh, ay, ha, yuh
Oo, let′s go
You just posted cringe, Imma come at you with a butcher's knife
Cancer content giving diseases just like a hooker′s wife
You're not funny, basic dumb normies, you bitches look alike
"I'm depressed, my life is in shambles" so funny I might die
If you see me in the halls I don′t wanna converse with you
Slide in my DMs thinking that we′re friends that's in no way true
Don′t rely on others as sponges to soak up all your blues
So fed up with all of your lazy ignorant attitudes


Staple your face up like your name was Vince
I'll hunt you down I can see the fresh prints
Best write your will now before you get minced
You are screwed royally like you a prince
Since this is your first offense I′ll let this one slide
Three strikes and you're out, so you best run and hide
Or quit the cringe posting, ′cause that won't fly
'Round these parts, focused on you is my eye
Careful, be aware of your own actions
Post and you′ll go ghost, your soul is absent
Svdden Death is near
The Voyd is where your soul went
Fear should fill your veins, I′m always watchin'
TikTok, your days are numbered
Don′t act so flustered
You knew this was coming
No, don't try hiding
I will find you
You will be discovered
And then I′ll kill you twice over
Should not have posted cringe, now you're a knife holder

You just posted cringe, Imma come at you with a butcher′s knife
Cancer content giving diseases just like a hooker's wife
You're not funny, basic dumb normies, you bitches look alike
"I′m depressed, my life is in shambles" so funny I might die
Trying to get famous by dancing in class to TikTok songs
Filtered selfies, you think you′re hot but you look like soccer moms
Mirror selfies, flash on, nobody can see your facial features
Life is pretty awful, I don't need you to make it look bleaker

You think that you′re quirky, but you're not unique in any way
Somehow you are proud to be this basic, bitch are you ok?
Nay nay and say "oh my god, that′s a funny meme"
Holy shit, you're a carbon copy of people your age
You′re only making our stereotype look worse
That's why I might have to put your body in a hearse
Existence is a curse
You're gon′ need a nurse
Might just buy a knife with the money made from this verse

My voice kinda hurts, alright