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Show up late and I think that it's over
Through the crowd as I move for the corner
On my phone, fingers scroll through the faces
Twenty five, why can't I hold a conversation
This is my party and I'm stressed out
Oh oh oh oh, turn the music down
Oh oh, I'll try
To forget about the things I wish I never said
Yeah it's hard to live here in my head
Oh oh oh oh, lights are way too bright
Oh oh, for me to talk to anybody
I'm tryna fight the feeling that I'd rather be dead
Yeah, it's hard to live here in my head
Call a cab but it's better if I just walk
Pretty far but it's better if I don't talk
Agoraphobia's real to me, I know
You think I'm crazy, probably
No there's no doubt
This is my party and I'm stressed out
Oh oh oh oh, turn the music down
Oh oh, I'll try
To forget about the things I wish I never said
Yeah it's hard to live here in my head
Oh oh oh oh, lights are way too bright
Oh oh, for me to talk to anybody
I'm tryna fight the feeling that I'd rather be dead
Yeah, it's hard to live here in my head
Show up late and I think that it's over
Maybe I'll feel better when I'm older
Oh oh oh oh, turn the music down
Oh oh, I'll try
To forget about the things I wish I never said
Yeah it's hard to live here in my head
Oh oh oh oh, turn the music down
Oh oh, I'll try
To forget about the things I wish I never said
Yeah it's hard to live here in my head
Oh oh oh oh, lights are way too bright
Oh oh, for me to talk to anybody
I'm tryna fight the feeling that I'd rather be dead
Yeah, it's hard to live here in my head