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Yeah, just about to shove my head in a bin Wait, what? I don't wanna ask you twice I'm already on my knees, oh Living in a paradigm Reality is a no-show No-show, yeah Expectations give me vertigo Wasting away to the pressure The pressure, the pressure, oh I don't ever wanna think twice Thoughts already give me a hard time Where the hell is paradise? Only in the back of my eyes And underneath all my Expectations give me vertigo Wasting away to the prеssure The pressurе, the pressure, oh You got me tearing all my hair out, hair out I got this fever pitch it's dead now, dead now "Fake shit, figure it out," ha Make me, see you around You got me tearing all my hair out, hair out Letras de canciones What's the point? It just sold out I just fucking sold out so hard! STAT have sold out MILF Atlantic, haha Am I fucking up my life? I'm just tryna make improvements Slowly giving up the fight But I gotta cover the bruise That I get from all the Expectations give me vertigo Wasting away to the pressure The pressure, the pressure, oh You got me tearing all my hair out, hair out I got this fever pitch it's dead now, dead now "Fake shit, figure it out," ha Make me, see you around You got me tearing all my hair out, hair out Hair out, hair out Have I fucked up my life? I just keep pulling my hair out Nah, I think I fucked the lyrics You got me tearing all my hair out, hair out I got this fever pitch it's dead now, dead now "Fake shit, figure it out," ha Make me, see you around You got me tearing all my hair out, hair out Hair out, hair out Hair out, hair out, yeah Tearing my hair out You got me tearing all my hair out, hair out I can already hear people hating the song... Ugh, scrap it. Start again From Letras Mania