Lyrics

I walk backwards In circles Figures 8s And into walls I feel numb I don't want to call it depression I won't claim that GET OUT YA HEAD People call me by my first name in places I've never been to The sun sets early and I don't get enough sleep I rarely rest my head outside of long flights In uncomfortable seats Pretending the pressure isn't getting to me I hold my breath and blow
Writer(s): Zarif Wilder Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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