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Texty
(Shit, sorry, I'm ready)
I'm at that age where everything falls apart
I'm at that age where everything breaks my heart
All of my friends got the fuck out of Arkansas
Not sure what I should do
When will I follow suit?
T-Twenty-two now
My brother bought another house
I'm just the burnout
Might just turn up on the couch
Lookin' for answers
Life is such a damn curse
Don't wanna grow up
And I think it's high time
Someone hit the rewind
Button on this life shit
Toxic like my exes
What the hell is wrong with me?
I do whatever I want
But I'm incomplete, so
Guess I'm a wannabe
I'm at that age where I don't wanna be what I'm not
My momma told me it's "shit or get off the pot"
I feel exhausted
Gotta strike while the iron's hot
I feel the pressure
But I'd rather fuck off
And I think it's high time
Someone hit the rewind
Button on this life shit
Toxic like my exes
What the hell is wrong with me?
I do whatever I want
But I'm incomplete, so
Guess I'm a wannabe
'Cause I fuck things up more than I should
There's so much more of the bad than good
And you don't understand, I'm misunderstood
I'm at that age where everything falls apart
And I think it's high time
Someone hit the rewind
Button on this life shit
Toxic like my exes
What the hell is wrong with me?
I do whatever I want
But I'm incomplete, so
Guess I'm a wannabe
Guess I'm a wannabe
Everything falls apart (yeah)
Everything falls apart
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