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Ya I'm talking to the 50 year old guy at the bar Telling him how growing up is nothing but a big fat *** scar But **** it Ya Im waking up at 6 am but Im still drinking like its the weekend But **** it Ya Im the one dancing on my own without anyone even playing a song But **** it Ya I cut everyone out of my life But Im speaking to this drunk old guy and he seems fine So **** it Ya Im spending every penny Im making. Even though I got to take care of who made me They're growing old and its crazy But **** it Ya Im holding hands with the bartender Ya I texted my crush on tender Ya I sent a creepy fangirl essay to that singer But **** it Ya Im kinda depressed and Im creating such a mess But **** it Ya this system is making all of us opressed And Im a slave working day and night But still ******* my work up Im trying to pull it together but they think Im not even tryin' SO **** IT Ya Im screaming my lungs out at you saying **** this world And **** IT So **** IT Ya Im 22 and you think I'm being over dramaticly blue But **** it Ya my anxiety is kind of paralyzing me right now and I can't move But **** it Ya I seem weird cause I am weird So **** IT AND YA IM SCREAMING MY LUNGS OUT SAYING **** IT ya I might be damaging myself But I dont know any other way yo exist So **** ... it
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Sep 21, 2017
Sep 21, 2017 at 5:38 PM UTC
**** it
Ya I'm talking to the 50 year old guy at the bar Telling him how growing up is nothing but a big fat *** scar But **** it Ya Im waking up at 6 am but Im still drinking like its the weekend But **** it Ya Im the one dancing on my own without anyone even playing a song But **** it Ya I cut everyone out of my life But Im speaking to this drunk old guy and he seems fine So **** it Ya Im spending every penny Im making. Even though I got to take care of who made me They're growing old and its crazy But **** it Ya Im holding hands with the bartender Ya I texted my crush on tender Ya I sent a creepy fangirl essay to that singer But **** it Ya Im kinda depressed and Im creating such a mess But **** it Ya this system is making all of us opressed And Im a slave working day and night But still ******* my work up Im trying to pull it together but they think Im not even tryin' SO **** IT Ya Im screaming my lungs out at you saying **** this world And **** IT So **** IT Ya Im 22 and you think I'm being over dramaticly blue But **** it Ya my anxiety is kind of paralyzing me right now and I can't move But **** it Ya I seem weird cause I am weird So **** IT AND YA IM SCREAMING MY LUNGS OUT SAYING **** IT ya I might be damaging myself But I dont know any other way yo exist So **** ... it
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Lebanese
Sep 21, 2017
Sep 21, 2017 at 5:38 PM UTC
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