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Frances Forever

paranoia party

 

paranoia party

(album: paranoia party - 2021)


Lo-fi drum beats
Slowing down my heartbeat
My brain's in pieces all over the floor
Waltzing with anxiety
Paranoia party
Let's share our troubles, softie sophomores
And this couch smells of loving and dying and Bud Light
Oh, and this house feels like endless sadness and good times

Everyone knows the dance, I never learned how to stand
Stripped me of my spine, my body clearly isn't mine

Lo-fi drum beats
Slowing down my heartbeat
My brain's in pieces all over the floor
Waltzing with anxiety
Paranoia party
Let's share our troubles, softie sophomores
And this couch smells of loving and dying and Bud Light
Oh, and this house feels like endless sadness and good times

My mind's going 50, my body's gone heavy
Breath knocked out of me
Just keep on dancing before I can see
I don't know anyone at this party

Will you just ease my pain
Will you just call me insane
Pouring my wine down the drain
Promise that I'm okay
Will you just ease my pain
Will you just call me insane
Pouring my wine down the drain
Promise that I'm okay

Will you just ease my pain
Will you just call me insane
Pouring my wine down the drain
Promise that I'm okay
Will you just ease my pain
Will you erase my brain
My body's all decayed
Swallowing yesterday

This couch smells of loving and dying and Bud Light
Oh, and this house feels like endless sadness and good times

done

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