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As an American (fuck) So like, I guess they call it the sophomore slump Always crying and always (drunk) A few dead, more gone, and the rest well on their way Thanks! (I hate it) So everyone I love is stuck Because this that, the other, and the state fucked up We covered it in a class that I'm about to fail Well, I feel better now (UwU) Cigarette ahegao (uh-huh) I hadn't had another episode, except last night, it was touch and go No need to cry about it UwU Hey incels, just have sex (duh) Trash on the walls and trash on the floor Liquid eyeliner stuck to the door Screwing everything up, doing everything wrong In my defense I wasn't supposed to be around this long, so Well, I feel better now (UwU) Cigarette ahegao (UwU) No need to cry about it (UwU) (Oh, I don't smoke, I just like how it smells) Get thin on smoke and coffee Get fat on pie and biscuits God bless this perfect shitstorm I hope that it takes me with it I have a soft small body Strawberries make it happy Someday, I'll leave the country I hope to have you with me Get wrecked on becherovka Get fucked on smoke and wine Someday, I'll have my own life I'll leave this all behind
Writer(s): Penelope Scott Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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