Cry About It

I've let myself go again
I dream of moving to the big cities
And yet I can't comprehend

How I'm s'pposed to be able to do that though I see

Pictures on the walls just reflecting back to me
Figures hanging in the halls, what does this mean?

And really I don't wanna fall for it
But I can't see to just help myself out of this catastrophe

Ooh, ooh



Credits
Writer(s): Chance B
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