Letras
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If life's worth living with anxiety disorder
Stealing every instant
A pained existence for no good reason
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To sing your blues to the windows voice recorder
A tree in a forest, falling on purpose
With no one there to hear
Press start to open
A nice career as a software boy in Oakland
Press some keys and hoard your wealth
Or maybe you could kill yourself
Well you know, it's always an option
I've been trying so damn hard
To pick myself up off the ground
It's one step forward
And nineteen backward
Why can't I just play these songs, please?
And still eat
New game, continue
Your save's corrupted but it's better than what you'd go through
Starting a new one
Too old to waste time, but too young to hang it up
So pick a dead end, chill out 'till you die
I've been trying so damn hard
To pick myself up off the ground
It's one step forward
And twenty backward
Why can't I just play these songs, please?
And still eat
'Cause no one
Will pay me to live a decent life