2009

Woke up again with a gun to my head
Swear it's not a mistake, it's the felling I dread
The ceiling's on my chest
Kinda feelin' depressed

I'm at a party with no friends (hey)
Wishing it would end (hey)
Show up just to get high, jealous of the old times
And I wanna fuck up my whole life, yeah, yeah, yeah

Can you see me?
I'm just stuck on repeat
Like a broken TV from 2009
I wish I could die
I wish I could die
In 2009

This is the last time I'm going all night
My friends are wasted
They're busy chasin' dreams and girls and boys
While I'm stuck in a fringe state, terrified of livin'

I hear a voice in the air (hey)
Demons everywhere (hey)
Show up just to get high, jealous of the old times
And I wanna fuck up my whole life, yeah, yeah, yeah

(The walls are closing in)
Can you see me?
I'm just stuck on repeat
Like a broken TV from 2009 (yeah)

Can you see me?
I'm just stuck on repeat
Like a broken TV from 2009
I wish I could die
I wish I could die
In 2009



Credits
Writer(s): Karl Gordon Ziegler, Lucy Rachel Deakin, Joshua Reis Noble
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