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Anxiety Album
(Rough lyrics, need revisement)
Another saturday night
Dont remind that theres nothing to do
What do we expect from life?
So fuckin payoff a ...
What if i sail and i dont wana come out
So fuckin busy getting fucked up at my house
What would you think of me then?
Since your doing the same i know you understand
And then theres nothing that i wont do
To feel the blood run through my veins
And theres nothing i have to prove
Just another saturday...
Grown and pretending to care
I should listen to you because you're trying to help
Who are you to say whats fair
If you're so fuckin smart why cant you figure it out
Im out of control, sitting at home
I guess because thers nothing to do
So come and arrest me now
I want to be like you please show me how
Saturday...
Bored out of my mind
I need to breathe
I need to fly
I wanna live, i wanna die
If being alone
I wanna FLYYY
And then theres nothing that i wont do
To feel the blood run through my veins
And theres nothing i have to prove
Anyone would do the same
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