Day 39/167
Day 39/167 lyrics by Fran Vasilić. I don't wanna read the script I just need to introspect Maybe I was born for this Or maybe it's mental illness Time is...
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Day 39/167
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I don't wanna read the script
I just need to introspect
Maybe I was born for this
Or maybe it's mental illness
Time is moving way too fast
I can't hold on to you or the past
Maybe I was born for this
Or maybe I'm a fucking mess
Been a weird year
Glimpses of reality I fear
Jeans feel pretty weird
Sunlight burns right through my gear
Day is 39
Miss the smell and the skyline
Things that you are saying
Don't make sense in this realm, no
I don't wanna read the script
I just need to introspect
Maybe I was born for this
Or maybe it's mental illness
Time is moving way too fast
I can't hold on to you or the past
Maybe I was born for this
Or maybe I'm a fucking mess
Bills stuck in the mailbox
Pizza boxes left behind
Bills are left unpaid
But everyone got a slice
Still, he doesn't care
Every night out for a beer
Now his father's dead
So he goes out even more often
Till everybody in this city is dead
I don't wanna read the script
I just need to introspect
Maybe I was born for this
Or maybe it's mental illness
Time is moving way too fast
I can't hold on to you or the past
Maybe I was born for this
Or maybe I'm a fucking mess
Wanna go back
I can't go back
Please take me back
I wanna go back tho
I can not go
No, I can’t go
I wanna go
But no I can‘t go, no
I wanna go
I wanna go
Please, let me go
Please, let me go
I don't wanna read the script
I just need to introspect
Maybe I was born for this
Or maybe it's mental illness
Time is moving way too fast
I can't hold on to you or the past
Maybe I was born for this
Or maybe I'm a fucking mess
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