Six Feet Over
Worry
The only thing I can think about
It's so boring
That kind of life
Playing the same scene over again
So when it happens
It's not real anymore
Worry
The only thing I can think about
It's so boring
Waiting
For the next time I fuck up
It's so boring
This kind of life
Fearing that things will go wrong again
So anything good
Is not real anymore
Worry
The only thing I can think about
They're so boring
These thoughts
Of growing up
And getting old
They make me doubt
These thoughts
That I can stand on my own
On my own
Running circles
Inside my head
It's so boring
Inside my mind
Thinking is making my heart race again
So all I fear is not real anymore
Wishing that I could have some control over
These thoughts
Of growing up
And getting old
They make me doubt
These thoughts
That I can stand on my own
On my own
Thinking is making my heart race again
All I fear is not real anymore
Wishing that I could have some control
All I fear is not real anymore
Thinking is making my heart race again
All I fear is not real anymore
Wishing that I could have some control
All I fear is not real anymore
Anymore
They make me afraid
These thoughts
Of growing up
And getting old
They make me doubt
These thoughts
That I can stand on my own
On my own
Thinking is making my heart race again
Wishing that I could have some control
I don't want this
Kind of life
It's so boring
It's so boring
The only thing I can think about
It's so boring
That kind of life
Playing the same scene over again
So when it happens
It's not real anymore
Worry
The only thing I can think about
It's so boring
Waiting
For the next time I fuck up
It's so boring
This kind of life
Fearing that things will go wrong again
So anything good
Is not real anymore
Worry
The only thing I can think about
They're so boring
These thoughts
Of growing up
And getting old
They make me doubt
These thoughts
That I can stand on my own
On my own
Running circles
Inside my head
It's so boring
Inside my mind
Thinking is making my heart race again
So all I fear is not real anymore
Wishing that I could have some control over
These thoughts
Of growing up
And getting old
They make me doubt
These thoughts
That I can stand on my own
On my own
Thinking is making my heart race again
All I fear is not real anymore
Wishing that I could have some control
All I fear is not real anymore
Thinking is making my heart race again
All I fear is not real anymore
Wishing that I could have some control
All I fear is not real anymore
Anymore
They make me afraid
These thoughts
Of growing up
And getting old
They make me doubt
These thoughts
That I can stand on my own
On my own
Thinking is making my heart race again
Wishing that I could have some control
I don't want this
Kind of life
It's so boring
It's so boring
Credits
Writer(s): Chris O'keefe
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