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Orla Gartland

Problematic

 

Problematic


One night I had a dream
That everything wasn't as bad as it seems
Now I just wanna go back
I just wanna go back

Next day, I looked around
About as helpful as the dirt on the ground
Now I just wanna go back
I just wanna go back

My guard is down and I feel pathetic
The world's gone mad and I just don't get it
I can't even try
The TV's on but I just see static
And everything, feels so problematic
So I'll cry 'til you pull the wool back over my eyes

Two shots, into the crowd
It all goes over my head like a cloud
Now I just wanna go back
I just wanna go back

Maybe this is deja vu
Maybe I can't see the fun
Maybe it's just been a shit year for everyone
Maybe I'm a coward being cryptic
Or maybe this is all apocalyptic
Apocalyptic, apocalyptic

My guard is down and I feel pathetic
The world's gone mad and I just don't get it
I can't even try
The TV's on but I just see static
And everything, feels so problematic
So I'll cry 'til you pull the wool back over my eyes

Maybe this is turbulence
Maybe it'll come and go
Maybe it's a secret that we can only dream to know
Maybe it's all there for us to ignore
Or maybe I just need to learn to smile more

Maybe this is deja vu
Maybe I can't see the fun
Maybe it's just been a shit year for everyone
Maybe I'm a coward being cryptic
Or maybe this is all apocalyptic
Apocalyptic, apocalyptic

My guard is down and I feel pathetic
The world's gone mad and I just don't get it
I can't even try
The TV's on but I just see static
And everything, feels so problematic
So I'll cry 'til you pull the wool back over my eyes
So I'll cry 'til you pull the wool back over my eyes

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