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Almost Dead

 

Almost Dead

(álbum: Flash - 2020)


I'm missing summer vacation
I miss when weekends were weekends
I miss when my biggest worry
Was a book report
Now, I got rent, and it's late, yeah
I'm scared, my memory fading
I'm up at 3 A.M. on WebMD
And I swear I'm dying

Think I've had more than enough
The stress of being grown up
Is killing me, I
Wanna hit rewind
Not really feeling my age
The responsibilities
Are pulling me down
How am I supposed to breathe now?

Na, na-na-na-na-na-na
Na, na-na-na-na-na-na
Na, na-na-na-na-na-na
Where's the fucking rewind?

I still like certain adult things
Like late nights with no strings
And Bloody Marys on Mondays
When I should be working
But I'm only drinking them for the taste now
'Cause they no longer make hangovers go away now
And I just feel like shit all day now

Think I've had more than enough
The stress of being grown up
Is killing me, I
Wanna hit rewind
Not really feeling my age
The responsibilities
Are pulling me down
How am I supposed to breathe now?

Na, na-na-na-na-na-na
Na, na-na-na-na-na-na
Na, na-na-na-na-na-na
Where's the fucking rewind?

Why did I spend 2 years learning calculus and I still don't know how to do my taxes?
Tell me what the point of that is
Everything's getting more and more expensive but my income ain't going up
I miss playing handball against the wall but now I gotta protest against it
I do like grown up lunchables though, damn delicious
Who's down for some charcuterie?

Think I've had more than enough
The stress of being grown up
Is killing me, I
Wanna hit rewind
Not really feeling my age
The responsibilities
Are pulling me down
How am I supposed to breathe now?

Na, na-na-na-na-na-na
Na, na-na-na-na-na-na (want my childhood back)
Na, na-na-na-na-na-na
Where's the fucking rewind? (Where's the fucking rewind?)
Na, na-na-na-na-na-na
Na, na-na-na-na-na-na
Na, na-na-na-na-na-na
Where's the fucking rewind?

(Game over)

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