I’m ‘bout to make a song for me
A pessimistic symphony
It’s bitter like a tangerine
But sweeter than your sympathy
Oo ‘cause sometimes i don’t wanna fight it anymore, anymore
Oo and sometimes i swear that i like it, so here i go
I’m i’m i’m (cry) crydancing
It feels so right right right cry crydancing
I don’t wanna explain myself
Don’t need to explain myself to you or anyone
I’m i’m im (cry) crydancing
I take a shot of nyquil neat
And make a dress out of my sheets
It’s the party of my lucid dreams
A met gala of misery
But i can get us in for free
Oo cause sometimes i don’t wanna fight it anymore, more, more, more when
Yea i feel i feel somе type a way
A pessimistic symphony
It’s bitter like a tangerine
But sweeter than your sympathy
Oo ‘cause sometimes i don’t wanna fight it anymore, anymore
Oo and sometimes i swear that i like it, so here i go
I’m i’m i’m (cry) crydancing
It feels so right right right cry crydancing
I don’t wanna explain myself
Don’t need to explain myself to you or anyone
I’m i’m im (cry) crydancing
I take a shot of nyquil neat
And make a dress out of my sheets
It’s the party of my lucid dreams
A met gala of misery
But i can get us in for free
Oo cause sometimes i don’t wanna fight it anymore, more, more, more when
Yea i feel i feel somе type a way
( sad alex )
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