Too Late to Stop It

This week's song turns a single awkward restroom story into a bouncy little confession about the moment small talk goes past the point of no return.

Source note: built from @_BNSL's public tweet, posted July 2, 2026. The lyric keeps the tweet's language close while trimming it into a singable structure.

[Intro] I just had a first-time toilet experience.

[Verse 1] I walk into the restroom, Head to the urinals. Following me is another broer, He is heading to the toilets. He greets me and I greet back, That is okay. He chooses the door right behind me, Right behind me.

[Pre-Chorus] As he walks in he says, "This bloody cold, bruh!" As he is closing his toilet door. I reply with a complaint, Of my own about the weather.

[Chorus] We are now talking, And it is too late to stop it. I finish peeing, But the convo is still happening. We are now talking, And it is too late to stop it. I am now by his door, So we could hear each other better.

[Verse 2] It doesn't help that some of the things, He is saying are quite interesting to me. At that point we are talking about work, And he is dropping some gems, Amongst other things.

[Bridge] This is the first time in my life, I have had a full-on conversation, With a stranger, While they are doing the Number 2. Hopefully my last. Only hit me when I left, That what just happened, Should never happen again.

[Final Chorus] We are now talking, And it is too late to stop it. I finish peeing, But the convo is still happening. We are now talking, And it is too late to stop it. And why did he have so much to say, While pooping?

[Outro] Hopefully my last. Hopefully my last.