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Carátula por evilprism.
Lanzado el 5/9/2022.
Duración: 4:54.

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Pistas que Arcalicious referencia:

• Fergalicious by Fergie y will.i.am
• Karkalicious by Superspecks!
• Arcjec's Theme by SplitSuns

Letra:

Three, two, two, ugh

Listen up y'all, the apathy ain't post-ironic
Turkin's TV beats handmade by plundering phonics

'Arcalicious: definition, making Taz go loco'
She wonders where the old me went, can't see him in my photos
Always leaving or just staying
Couldn't care less what she's saying
Want one reason why I keep her?
The resonance is a feature

I'm Arcalicious
Soulmates stuck on the waitlist
And if you scour probabilities?
That shit is fictitious
My tongue strikes wicked (Blaugh)
Can't say I find this very fun
But there's a line down to the stronghold for a chance to be the one
Real insipid (Cigarette sweet)
Real insipid (Corporate cornsyrup prodigy)
Real insipid (Even Kerian can't keep his mind off me)
I'm Arcalicious (C-Code Red gets 'em thirsty, thirsty)

Arcalicious def-
Karkalicious def-
Goddammit-
Um, White Noise? Keep The Hyperthetical on track-

'Arcalicious: definition, makes Filler go crazy'
I just took Laivan's breath away, birthday boy, he's panting
I'm A to the R, C, J, the E, the C
And every lousy post you make online better untag me

I'm Arcalicious (Real insipid)
My body stays vicious
Mirthamaniacs nervous at my "possum"-style fitness
Coliad's my witness (What)
I'll open up his third eye
And he'll need samples of my blood 'cause I want to fucking die
Real insipid (Cigarette sweet)
Real insipid (Corporate cornsyrup prodigy)
Real insipid (Even Secily couldn't keep away from me)
I'm Arcalicious (Now all you wiseass fools hold up, check it out)

Grubby, grubby, grubby
If you really want me
Honey get some soul
Maybe then you'll find your place
I'll be lazy, lazy
Don't replace me, -place me
Just don't leave me, leave me
These lyrics drive me crazy
T to the a, to the s-t-e-y - that's "tasst-ee", t to the a to the s-t-e-y - that's "tasst-ee"
D to the e, to the l-i-c-i-o-u-s, to the d, to the e, to the, to the–

Let me lay it down
All the time I turn around the gang gathers 'round, always asking why a younger me is stuck inside my head
I don't wanna say it now, I really ain't tryin' to weasel out of this but truth is neither of us even know
And I guess I just don't know how to tell you all about it, even though I keep repeating that I should be left alone
But what I'm trying to say, is something I don't know how to say…

'Taz just screamed that:'
I'm insipid (So insipid)
Soulmates stuck on the waitlist
And if you scour probabilities?
That shit is fictitious
My tongue strikes wicked (Blaugh)
Can't say I find this very fun
But there's a line down the stronghold for a chance to be the one
My body stays vicious
Coliad's been getting nervous knowing this is just business
Serpaz's my witness
Bet she knows how to make this fun
Just watch her be first in line for a chance to be the one

So insipid (Calder you see)
So insipid (You're not like me)
So insipid (I'll help you be)
I'm Arcalicious (C-Code Red gets 'em thirsty, thirsty)
I'm insipid (ay, ay, ay, ay) [No, no really, I'm not that great]
I'm insipid (ay, ay, ay, ay) [Seriously, why the fuck is this still going on?!]
So insipid (ay, ay, ay, ay) [Who WANTED this?! Oh god, I can feel it coming again!]
I'm Arcalicious (she says I make her thirsty, thirsty)

T to the a, to the s-t-e-y - that's "tasst-ee", t to the a to the s-t-e-y - that's "tasst-ee"
D to the e, to the l-i-c-i-o-u-s, to the d, to the e, to the l-i-c-i-o-u-s
T to the a, to the s-t-e-y - that's "tasst-ee". T to the a, to the, to the, to the
To the d to the e, to the l-i-c-i-o-u-s
To the d, to the e, to the l-i-c-i-o-u-s
To the d, to the e, to the l-i-c-i-o-u-s
To the d, to the e, to the– SWEET ALL-MOTHER MAKE IT FUCKING STOP!

I don't know who's idea of a cruel, sick joke it was to make me do this parody of a parody like my life depended on it. But congrats! You got your ugly, insufferable wish!!
I sure as fuck didn't agree to it! But it's all yours, now and forever so long as there is someone so outlandishly cringeworthy stumbling their bad taste to the end of this travesty.
Whoever you are, this is the rotten fruit of your labor, and I hope you're happy!
Oh– oh GOD– it's happening again!
AAA-