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Crawlers
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Pete Robertson
Синтезатор
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Amy Woodall
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Jennifer Decilveo
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Olivia Kettle
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Pete Robertson
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Jennifer Decilveo
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Слова
I think I'm all the things I hate
I think about crying to manipulate
The ones who think I'm insecure
Go and tell the mirror who you're posin' for
Damn
Borrow my friends' prescription pills
Do it just to feel a thrill
No one tell you drugs can kill ya?
Drinking just to talk to strangers
Like I'm alive to entertain ya
While I copy your behavior
And I'll be your messiah like your prettier Jesus
I guess I'm all the things I hate
I think about crying to manipulate
The ones who think I'm insecure
Go and tell the mirror who you're posin' for
Damn
Off guard now I hold the guilt on my hands
Alone, not healthy but at least I've got a way to cope
Damn, can't cope alone
It isn't where I thought my life would be
Now that I've hit past 23
Consumed by the noise to stay alive
Recovery exposed on the internet
Filtered through a stranger's lens
'Round those I pay to call friends
And I'll be your messiah like your prettier Jesus
I guess I'm all the things I hate
I think about crying to manipulate
The ones who think I'm insecure
Go and tell the mirror who you're posin' for
Damn
Off guard now I hold the guilt on my hands
Alone, not healthy but at least I've got a way to cope
Damn, can't cope alone
It's that time of year always
It's that time of year always
Off guard now I hold the guilt on my hands
Alone
Don't tell me how to get better
You know that I love it when I'm getting sadder
Don't tell me how to get better
You know that they love it when I'm getting sadder
Don't tell me how to get better
The people won't like me if I'm any louder
Don't tell me how to get better
You know I fucking love it when I'm getting sadder
Damn
Damn
I guess I'm all the things I hate
Now I'm only crying to manipulate
I'm the one who's insecure
Go and tell the mirror who you're posin' for
Damn
Off guard, now I hold the guilt in my hands (I'll be your messiah)
Damn, alone
Not healthy but at least I got a way to cope (like your prettier Jesus)
Damn, can't cope alone (I'll be your messiah like your prettier Jesus)
Damn, can't cope alone (I'll be your messiah like your prettier Jesus)
Alone (I am your messiah like your prettier Jesus)
Alone
Writer(s): Jennifer Decilveo, Amy Woodall, Holly Minto, Harry Breen, Olivia Kettle
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