Your hair looks like
it s falling out
left in the comb
it won t come off
your head hangs low
your legs get weak
leftovers on the tabletop
and I m so stressed out yeah
you lift your arms
over your head
and run your fingers
through what s left
you eye s tear up
your stomach burns
your upside down
start to invert
and I m so stressed out yeah
invert
so yo keep on living
but everything still falls apart
keep bing who your being
and it keeps on fallng out
save yourself
I m on my last nerve
save your self
put on your best swerve
save yourself
I m on my last nerve
save yourself
self-served
save yourself
save yourself

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