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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Maydien van Roessel
Maydien van Roessel
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Mitchell Yard
Mitchell Yard
Komponist:in
Maydien van Roessel
Maydien van Roessel
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Mitchell Yard
Mitchell Yard
Produzent:in

Lyrics

Ticking ticking time
Bomb went off Oh No
I was not aware
I was not prepared
Got no lust for grind
Just wanna be at home
Got no dime to spend
Diving deep in dept
I dont want ur pussy
Keep it in ur pants
Thats too much pressure damn Cant give what u demand
Got grooceries in my hand, same as yesterday
Eating out of cans hypersensitive, man
Free me, teach me, I need guidance
But dont come too close, I might just
Push back, way back, complex mind
Im Sick of my shit, Gotta get rid of insecurity its so hurting me
Woke up with a sore back,
but my bed all that,
so it gotta be stress
**** Im a hot mess
Maybe even depressed, I reject every call I get anxiety wins when its game time ****
I dont even have stats
Back in this space and I hate it here, I told myself not visit there
Its right around the corner so I got sucked in again, So dark, I dont bring a friend
All numb out, bumped out, in a chair and I catch myself staring at the fucking sealing man and I swear it comes down on me every time I close my eyes to escape feelings man
Free me, teach me, I need guidance
But dont come too close, I might just
Push back, way back, complex mind
Im of Sick my shit, Gotta get rid of insecurity its so hurting me
Written by: Maydien van Roessel, Mitchell Yard
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