Oh, they just said it's casual,
they said it's cool,
Just wear your sandals,
you'll be the bribe at the pool,
They ain't tellin' me about the struggle in the stride,
These sandals got me fightin' for my life,
I've stepped outside, feelin' kinda breezy Thought this summer's gonna make my life easy,
But two steps in got a rock in my soul,
Now I'm walking down the street like I lost control Straps digging in,
leave marks on my skin,
I'm trying to stay zined,
but the rage keeps saying,
On the beach in the mall,
it's just my little buzz,
Never get this fucking F 51,
Sandals make it cost every single step,
I've been on my heel,
I'm about to lose my pet.

Fashion over function, baby what's the fuss?,
One thing's for sure,
sandals make it cost.

Slide the flex on slides at the family barbecue,
but they got stuck to the ground,
but they aren't super cool.

Uncle John and Rosie sang one of those,
meanwhile I'm just trying to save my fucking toes.

Tried the bloody owner style,
thought I looked silly,
but these voices around my cap made my loads overheat.

But I'm really wise,
whether just bring me disgust,
and here you say,
sandals make it cost.

Sandals make it cost,
I can't take the grind,
everything glistens, messing with my mind.

The cap drinks, but reality runs,
say aloud and proud,
sandals make it cost.

Left foot loose, right foot tight, one strap's knocking in the dead of the night.

Easy on, easy off, that's what they said,
but now I'm out here wishing I was asleep.

Gaze and stare, do you see the fancy ones with the jewels in the phone?,
I tried them too,
maybe short for sure,
I'm done with the high ground concrete,
sandals ain't shoes, these are shoeless fits.

Took them to the water park,
thought it'd be a breeze,
but they're floating away on the lazy verges.

Now I'm barefoot on the concrete feeling a burn,
why did these things start all over again?,
Sandals in the ring don't even start,
they'll slide right off,
you think you're cold at heart,
but when the shadows drop,
I'll feel left to disgust,
trust me when I tell you sandals make it cost.

Sandals make it cost,
can't nobody lie, even when the cute ones hear me wanna cry,
rockin' open toes might seem like a plus,
so that means way now sandals make it cost.

Ride the slides, but the cushion doesn't feel divine,
but after half a mile they tore up my spine,
they slapped on my rock,
they got something to prove.

Ice was a straw,
when shoes don't move.

Took them hiking once,
thought it'd test my fate,
I'm stuck on a trail with a broken gait,
all that minimalism where I summered last.

I called it witness,
sandals make it cost.

I've been trying to rhyme and flip,
flops don't even try,
they'll flip off your feet.

It is strange you're nearby and those fancy designer ones don't even start,
paid $300 just to fill up a barn.

My friends keep saying,
just gotta break them in,
but I've been breaking them in,
and they're breaking my skin.

They got no grip,
no soul, no trust, like I said before,
sandals make it cost.

For a moment, they thought I'd keep it chill,
but they tweaked and the floor ruined the thrill.

Tried to keep my balance,
but they let me down,
now gender dates got me labeled as a clown.

When on vacation, they caused me grief,
slipping off the deck,
driven with unrelief.

You think they bring freedom,
it's all discussed, love the whole world knows,
sandals make it cost.

Picture this, the clock at grillin' is going strong,
but my sandal got fired,
yes I wore a robe.

Got some hop in the pool,
just to save my toes,
now I'm wet mad and everyone knows.

They're good for the ground,
but not for my feet,
every photo opens in defeat.

They take my advice,
yell at the tour bus,
they will not be shunned,
sandals make it cost.

I'm thrown away, burning up to dust,
no more betrayals, no more to mistrust.

Barefoot life, baby, now that's a must.

Say it one more time,
sandals make it cost.