how are you not freaking out?

If you saw it all through my eyes
I think you'd hate it here
I've been like this all my life
Stretching out a toothy smile under one big rainy sky

God bless the version of me
Who lives in the suburbs
drinks wine and watches TV
She's got everything she needs, what a loser

How are you not freaking out?
I see the wood for the trees and they're on fire

Humans are so fucking weird
And I'll never get it
Closer to death every year
What a thing to celebrate

How are you not freaking out?
Man, I'm going crazy
How are you not freaking out?
I see the wood for the trees and they're on fire

They're on fire
They're on fire
I'm on fire
How are you not freaking out?
How are you not freaking out?



Credits
Writer(s): Martin Brown, Orla Gartland, Greta Isaac
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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