Don't you be unkind
I'm just trying to find a way to cope with my mind
Feels like there's ten voices screaming
Feels kinda depleting, a little defeating
And don't you be unkind
And hold on to this wheel
'Cause I swear I'll wreck this car
I'm not sure how I feel
And things have already gone too far
And I won't try to lie, haven't been satisfied since junior high
And fuck growing old, I'll be young 'til the day I die
'Cause no one makes it out alive
'Cause no one makes it out alive
But don't you walk away
'Cause I haven't finished my sentence
There's still so much left to say
But you don't know how I'm feeling
Trying to reason with demons
There's still so much left to say
And hold on to this wheel
'Cause I swear I'll wreck this car
I'm not sure how I feel
And things have already gone too far
And I won't try to lie, haven't been satisfied since junior high
And I'll say, "Fuck growing old", I'll be young 'til the day I die
'Cause no one makes it out alive
'Cause no one makes it out alive
'Cause no one makes it out alive
'Cause no one makes it out alive
Makes it out alive
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