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Hypochondriac
04:22
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I’ve got too many open chrome tabs
Too many unpaid bills no time relax
Got pre-hypertension and don’t exercise
Too busy with living to plan on staying alive
I’m unconditionally terrified
Of dying most of the time
You think that it’s in my head
I’m to busy freaking out to hear what you said
I’m always feeling dehydrated
I Lost my water bottle the day i bought it
Maybe I’m better off
Left alone with with my thoughts
I don’t want to bring you down
You didn’t sign up for this
Hypochondriac shit
My mind’s a mess when you’re not around
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Mental Health Day
04:04
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Uh-oh
What are you gonna do
You’ll die a nobody
Without a college degree
Oh shit
What are you thinking
Working retail full time
You know that’s where you’ll die
Everyone’s so successful on Linkedin
Gotta congratulate Greg on his promotion
Spend every night wondering
What the fuck am i doing?
What if
I ignore all my calls
Don’t show up to work
Move back to my moms
Gotta have a back up plan for when I don’t make it
But who the hell am I without music
Spend every night wondering
What the fuck am i doing?
What the fuck am i doing
I don’t know what the fucking I’m doing
I don’t want to make plans
Just want to stay in bed all day
I’m feeling bored like all the time
I just want to stay in bed all day
Fuck this
I need mental health day
Just to get away
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Pretty Girl
03:24
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You’ve got a jungle in your living room
Showed all your friends on instagram how you’re soaking up CO2
Mini Amazon in Seattle’s hill
If only photosynthesis paid the bills
You’re a pretty girl
With shitty habits
When you said that you don’t care
I nearly lost my mind
Said how you’ve been feeling bored
That night I prayed to die
You don’t care
You’re just bored
You don’t care
Anymore
You don’t care
Now my heart’s torn
You don’t care
You’re just bored
You thought Europe was your chance to get away
From me and the monotony of living day to day
What did you learn those three spring months you spent in France?
Wine is red, cheese is good and you can’t dance
Do you remember
staring at the night sky
dreaming of the future?
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Regrets
03:40
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I’ve been trying hard
To analyze the time between the start
And where to go from here
It’s not clear
New wave’s not the same,
Post punk never lived up to its name
Pray for Kurt Cobain
Sacred patron saint
I’ll never be in a grunge band
Teenage me would so disappointed
Spend all my money on rent
By middle age I’ll be buried in debt
With no energy left
Pop-punk seems too niche
Indie is un-ironically deep
I’m comfortable at the surface
Maybe I don’t deserve this?
I got so many regrets
And I’m not even 30 yet
Stuck in my head
With no energy left
I’ll never be in punk band
Teenage me would so disappointed
Spend all my money on rent
By middle age I’ll be buried in debt
With no energy left
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Northwest-emo, happy music for sad people. Seattle,WA.
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