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I'm fitting in Like a bright green ambulance I hold it in Like softcore violence Cuz I want it I want it bad I want it For you to see me I'm making strides Towards my goals Breathe away every last Bit of my soul With my heart in my hands Blood in my throat A hundred panic attacks About to explode But I'm making strides Goals Goals I'm making strides Goals Goals I'm making strides Voices out of phase I can't hear whatcha saying Fight through the pain Until the feelings go away Cuz I want it I've seen it before I want it I'm ready for more I'm making strides Towards my goals Breathe away every last Bit of my soul With my heart in my hands Blood in my throat A hundred panic attacks About to explode But I'm making strides Goals Goals I'm making strides Goals Goals I'm making strides Towards my goals (I'm making strides) Breathe away every last (Towards my go-oh-oals) Bit of my soul With my heart in my hands Blood in my throat (Blood in my throat) A hundred panic attacks (Yea-ee-yea-eh, yea-ee-yea!) About to explode I'm making strides Goals Goals I'm making strides Goals Goals I'm making strides Goals Goals I'm making strides Goals Goals I'm making strides