CleanMyRoom
I wanna write a song to help myself move on
I hate my voice, I hate my mind
But I'm stuck, its all I got
And I don't like the ukulele
But I can't use nothing else
I wonder if I deserve this
But then I go back on my phone
I can't escape this feeling
Of feeling lesser than I am
Like I'm lost and all alone
But then I go and clean my room
I hate my voice, I hate my mind
But I'm stuck, its all I got
And I don't like the ukulele
But I can't use nothing else
I wonder if I deserve this
But then I go back on my phone
I can't escape this feeling
Of feeling lesser than I am
Like I'm lost and all alone
But then I go and clean my room
Credits
Writer(s): Trey Jackson
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