Woke up, painted my nails(?)
Like I've been sleeping all along
Or sleeping at all
But out bodies just care too much
About people who could give a fuck
I can't write a happy song to save my life
And I'm 21 years old, feels like I died twice
Went to sleep everyday
Each one of my fuck ups likes to slip between my skin
4 A.M. they're reminding me I'm not who I say I am
I'm not what they think I am
I'm just a try-hard, die-hard narcissist
Who wants to love everyone but fucking only love himself
And my ? while I'm getting older
Every winter comes just a litter bit colder
I can't write a happy song to save my life
And I'm 21 years old, feels like I died twice
I can't write a happy song to save my life
And I'm 21 years old, feels like I died twice
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