Don't Press Me Lyrics — Dry Cleaning

I'm not shocked, it happens all the time
Just don't touch my gaming mouse
August, new memory month
An universal message of peace

You are always fighting me
You are always stressing me out
Don't press me
You you you
Press me
Don't press me

Hunt, steal and cheat, why not?
Wet, cold, hard, flat, it's my big boy candle
All I could afford was a gaming mouse
So don't touch my gaming mouse, you rat