Damn, you really got words... they hang in the air like smoke from a loaded gun Wow, another sick burn heated stares, my words never come But, I try to pull it... it all together hear the ticking of the clock Hide, my face in my hands waiting... for the seconds to stop Yeah... I'm driving myself crazy Your words in my head haze me this drama club energy reads like a John Hughes movie I'm about to have... I'm about to have... I'm about to have... a break from reality Man... I guess I let you get the best of me can’t let you see, won't let it show So, keep it quiet I can't be here... I'm just gonna go... Yeah... I'm driving myself crazy Your words in my head haze me this mean girl energy reads like a Regina George story... I'm about to have... I'm about to have... I'm about to have... a break from reality I'm driving myself crazy Your words in my head haze me Constantly playing on repeat They live in my head, rent free... I'm losing autonomy divergent psychology with increasing velocity real life is getting hazy I'm about to have... I'm about to have... I'm about to have... I'm about to have... (I'm about to have...) (I'm about to have...) (I'm about to have...) (I'm about to have...) [End] ...a break from reality...
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