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I need some candy to restore my calmness I've had some crazy freakouts lately I kicked all my shit around my closet Nobody is coming to tell me to stop it My shoes, they scuffed my white walls I punched my cupcake beanbag (yes, I have a cupcake beanbag) 'Til I fell tired and embarrassed enough And I was careless enough Feeling like a dick, picking it all up again Feeling so much like a dick just to pick it up again Feeling so, so, so, so tired Of feeling so, so, so, so numb Stomped and I screamed there Flinging ideas straight down from the halls Like in a movie scene where All of you watch behind a glass wall I'm pacing back and fourth Exhausting myself for my own gratification To no one Embarrassing programming And when I find the mess in the floor, temper tantrum over Reorganizing all that i tore from life's rightful order I'll say I learned some sort of lesson (I wish that I could take it back, but where to start?) (But where you at? I'm fucking up my photograph) When I felt dumb enough to question (and I'm losing it) Feeling like a dick, picking it all up again So much like a dick just to pick it up again Everything is so, so, so, so tiring (so tiring) Everything is so, so, so, so dumb (so dumb)
Writer(s): Lakisha K Robinson, Raymond E Brady Iii Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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