Traits you know
I've outgrown
Seed a new regression
Feeling so familiar and young
They'll sing along
Western coast ain't mid enough
Who is this in my mirror
I'm all alone in here
These nights will terrify
My bed's alive with fear
That kept me up so long
Kept me up so long
Isolation 'til she's done
Six more months
Killing time never felt like murder
Calmly tell HR about your anger
And loneliness
Don't forget your signature
And a log of all expenditures
Six more months
Going under
Losing grip
Spill out all the reasons that we cry
Try to joke about it
Like are we gonna die
Stare at our laptops
Pixels and hum
Try to speak up
Your voice is evening sun
Tell me all the reasons that you cry
Everyone around you knows what this feels like
Pulling you under
Pushing you through
What's there to do
Abandoned Malls of America - Spring Grove Lyrics
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Traits you know
I've outgrown
Seed a new regression
Feeling so familiar and young
They'll sing along
Western coast ain't mid enough
Who is this in my mirror
I'm all alone in here
These nights will terrify
My bed's alive with fear
That kept me up so long
Kept me up so long
Isolation 'til she's done
Six more months
Killing time never felt like murder
Calmly tell HR about your anger
And loneliness
Don't forget your signature
And a log of all expenditures
Six more months
Going under
Losing grip
Spill out all the reasons that we cry
Try to joke about it
Like are we gonna die
Stare at our laptops
Pixels and hum
Try to speak up
Your voice is evening sun
Tell me all the reasons that you cry
Everyone around you knows what this feels like
Pulling you under
Pushing you through
What's there to do
I've outgrown
Seed a new regression
Feeling so familiar and young
They'll sing along
Western coast ain't mid enough
Who is this in my mirror
I'm all alone in here
These nights will terrify
My bed's alive with fear
That kept me up so long
Kept me up so long
Isolation 'til she's done
Six more months
Killing time never felt like murder
Calmly tell HR about your anger
And loneliness
Don't forget your signature
And a log of all expenditures
Six more months
Going under
Losing grip
Spill out all the reasons that we cry
Try to joke about it
Like are we gonna die
Stare at our laptops
Pixels and hum
Try to speak up
Your voice is evening sun
Tell me all the reasons that you cry
Everyone around you knows what this feels like
Pulling you under
Pushing you through
What's there to do
Writer: Robert Tallman Jr
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid