P1nk Sungl4sses
I wear my pink sunglasses hoping that you find me cool
I spend my every waking hour procrastinating school
I spend 4 hours on my phone every day
Hoping that someday you'll find me ok
I spend 4 hours on my phone every day
Hoping that someday you'll find me ok
I wear my pink sunglasses to the market every week
Just to buy more pink sunglasses that I think are pretty sweet
I hold my phone to my chest like a shield
Hoping that one day I will be fulfilled
I spend 4 hours on my phone every day
Hoping that someday you'll find me ok
My fear of dying alone
Is weighing my brain like a stone
Maybe my pink sunglasses will be so tight
They'll squeeze out my brain till its gone
And when my pink sunglasses cover up my ageing skin
Thats when I'll take a break look to the future and begin
Cry every year on the 5th day of may
Since I was twelve years old hated birthdays
I spend 4 hours on my phone everyday
Hoping that some day you'll find me ok
My fear of dying alone
Is weighing my brain like a stone
Maybe my pink sunglasses will be so tight
They'll squeeze out my brain till its gone
I wear my pink sunglasses hoping that you find me cool
I spend my every waking hour procrastinating school
I hope that someday that you will see me
Exactly the way i imagine to be
I spend my every waking hour procrastinating school
I spend 4 hours on my phone every day
Hoping that someday you'll find me ok
I spend 4 hours on my phone every day
Hoping that someday you'll find me ok
I wear my pink sunglasses to the market every week
Just to buy more pink sunglasses that I think are pretty sweet
I hold my phone to my chest like a shield
Hoping that one day I will be fulfilled
I spend 4 hours on my phone every day
Hoping that someday you'll find me ok
My fear of dying alone
Is weighing my brain like a stone
Maybe my pink sunglasses will be so tight
They'll squeeze out my brain till its gone
And when my pink sunglasses cover up my ageing skin
Thats when I'll take a break look to the future and begin
Cry every year on the 5th day of may
Since I was twelve years old hated birthdays
I spend 4 hours on my phone everyday
Hoping that some day you'll find me ok
My fear of dying alone
Is weighing my brain like a stone
Maybe my pink sunglasses will be so tight
They'll squeeze out my brain till its gone
I wear my pink sunglasses hoping that you find me cool
I spend my every waking hour procrastinating school
I hope that someday that you will see me
Exactly the way i imagine to be
Credits
Writer(s): Tamara Reichman
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