brown paper bag

So fucking anxious
I walk around with all my regrets
Another day, I'm all alone with my brown paper bag
So fucking nervous
My social life has been slowing down
It's piling up and I'm overanalyzing myself

Running laps, I'm so frustrated
All my friends, are worried, pacing
I think I'm hyperventilating
See my sister she's there waiting
Rather die before I fail again

I don't wanna come up to reality, ooo
I've been hanging on by the skin of my teeth, ooo
Fading with the clouds, people rushing to me
I can't feel myself, where am I supposed to be?
I don't wanna come up to reality, ooo

Growing up
It looks so easy for everyone
To be young, drunk
I've given up, before it's begun
August told me
Your social life is completely gone
Regrets have piled up, I wish that I could finally move on

Running laps, I'm so frustrated
All my friends, are worried pacing
I think I'm hyperventilating
See my sister she's there waiting
Rather die before I fail again

I don't wanna come up to reality, ooo (mmm)
I've been hanging on by the skin of my teeth, ooo (ah, ah)
Fading with the clouds, people rushing to me
I can't feel myself, where am I supposed to be?
I don't wanna come up to reality, ooo

Running laps, I'm so frustrated
All my friends, are worried pacing

(Fading with the clouds) Ooo
(To me) Ooo
(Fading with the clouds) Ooo
(Where am I, where am I supposed to be)
Running laps, I'm so frustrated (Ooo)
All my friends, are worried, pacing (Ooo)

I think I'm hyperventilating (Ooo)
See my sister, she's there waiting
Rather die before I fail again (Ooo)



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Schiavo, Lisa Jacqueline Heller, Brandon Eric Rosenfeld
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