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[Intro]
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Da-da-da-da-da
Yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Verse]
Overthinking is a sickness
Hopeful that you'll get this
Hope it reaches you and your death doesn't dismiss it
Flask full of some liquid
Eyes fixed on a misfit
I can hear footsteps from someone in the distance
And they call your name
As you sink and fall into your grave
Optimistic is this witness
Life too short to risk it
You've got the potential to make better decisions
I thought I could ditch this skin suit from existence
Ascend to higher realms in a search for more consistence
And then I saw nothing
And fought until God caved (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
La-da-da-da

[Outro: Guardin's mother & guardin]
*Beep*
I wish you'd answer your phone, listen hon
Keep your voice down she don't care, no
I can't breath, I've got no air, no
It's on the radio
Woo-hoo! Love you