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Fucked Up Years

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It don't speak loud, tape it's mouth
Killed by lightning
What happened to my home?
On my own, teeth are grinding
Plain sight, hiding

And I'm going to clubs trying out drugs
Doing too much, counting the nugs
But it stays right there, fucked up years
And when I run, like glue it comes
A shadow that's not my own
It stays right there, won't disappear

Try to find my out
Used to be fearless but now I'm worried
That all along, well, it wasn't the home
Wasn't the family, wasn't the shit town
It was always me


And I'm going to clubs trying out drugs
Doing too much, counting the nugs
But it stays right there, fucked up years
And when I run, like glue it comes
A shadow that's not my own
It stays right there, won't disappear

DisappДar, disappear
Disappear, disappear

And I'm stДaling identities
That I was running from my past
But I was trying to run from it
So what do I do now
That I was running to the future
But the fucked up past is me somehow
Me somehow, me someh—

And I'm going to clubs trying out drugs
Doing too much, counting the nugs
But it stays right there, my fucked up years
And when I run, like glue it comes
A shadow that's not my own
It stays right there, won't disappear
So I'll just stay right here, it all just stays so near
So I'll just disappear

Disappear, disappear
Fucked up years, fucked up years
Compositor: Grace VanderWaal

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