Okay
Oh, just, oh, should we go now?
Open my door
I step between my clothes
Can't find the floor
Yeah, it's been like this before
Still washing stains
But I know they won't fade
These growing pains
They push me 'til I break
I'm pulling down my eyelids two at a time
I swear it's just my sinuses, I'll be fine
An existential crisis and it's only a Monday
Tell me I'm alive
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Gotta get the fuck out of L.A
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Run from the sun before it burns my brain
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'll cut the brakes
Hey, I'm still alive
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
No sympathy
Don't look at me that way
'Cause physically
Well, I'm falling into space
And typically
Yeah, I'd wrap it in a bow
But honestly
The cracks, they start to show
I'm pulling down my eyelids two at a time
I swear it's just my sinuses, I'll be fine
An existential crisis and it's only a Monday
Tell me I'm alive
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Gotta get the fuck out of L.A
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Run from the sun before it burns my brain
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'll cut the brakes
Hey, I'm still alive
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm pulling down my eyelids two at a time
I swear it's just my sinuses, I'll be fine
An existential crisis and it's only a Monday
Tell me I'm alive
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Gotta get the fuck out of L.A
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Run from the sun before it burns my brain
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'll cut the brakes
Hey, I'm still alive
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
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