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I won't come down from all this freaking out
About the things you say to me
It's in my head -
"I'm better off dead", "I'm better off dead"
When the green light illuminates the entire windshield
You know you're about to step out into a storm

But I don't care about what I'm leaving behind
Because the streets look particularly American tonight

Some people grow up big and tall but I
I just wanna bash my head in
into a wall
I feel so small
I feel it all

I feel so worthless standing by while the wood on my desk chips away
by the metal I'm forcing to hold onto it

But I don't care about what I'm leaving behind
Because the streets look particularly American tonight
I'm not concerned that much about winning this war
So please don't call me at all
Don't call me at all
Don't call me at all
Don't call me at all

Don't call me at all
Don't call me at all
Don't call me at all



Credits
Writer(s): Jacob Ennis
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