Chow

I'm getting upset
'Bout scenarios in my head

'Cause all the things I saw
Didn't matter at all

But that's OK
I'll feel awful anyway

Missed out on all
The fun

Eating dirt instead
Threw up in my bed
But don't you worry, I'm fed
Chow down on things no one said

I'll cut it out
I'll cut it out
I'll cut it out



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Writer(s): Jack Burton-buckley
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