Lauren Sanderson - DON'T WATCH THE NEWS! lyrics
[Lauren Sanderson - DON'T WATCH THE NEWS! lyrics]
Yeah so
I'm good but I'm not satisfied
I miss my energy
When did I get so tired?
What would 17 year old me
Think of my present life?
Actually, let's talk about that another time
Wake me up with a tutorial
I'm holdin back tears in my
Eyes at my grandma's memorial
How to be a soft girl I've always
Had to be the tough guy
Think that's enough now baby
Time to cry, cry, cry
And now I'm sitting on the
Couch on Sunday watching Euphoria
When my middle school cousin says
She has body dysmorphia
And maybe 17 year old me
Wasn't scared of wasting time
But now I'm 25 and can't believe an open
Casket's where I have to say goodbye
Wakin up with a war in mind
Cause you can't stop death and
You can't stop time
How to be the soft girl when I've
Always had to be the tough guy
Think that's enough now baby
Need to cry, cry, cry
Listen to my thoughts
Why they sound like that?
I know I fuck you up when I'm down so bad
Always tell my mama never watch the news
But seriously
Don't watch the news!
Uh
I know I said let's talk
About that another time
But it don't feel right to stay quiet
17 year old me is tired
Been using her as my alibi
2 different shoes, roll a cigarette
Smoke it in the booth
And yeah I been blowin up
Motherfucker I'm still confused
I woke up, broke out of my mind
Death can be beautiful and if you let it
So can life
Tough girls can be soft girls sometimes
So I wake up and if I wanna cry, I'll cry
Cry, cry, cry
I'm good but I'm not satisfied
I miss my energy
When did I get so tired?
What would 17 year old me
Think of my present life?
Actually, let's talk about that another time
Wake me up with a tutorial
I'm holdin back tears in my
Eyes at my grandma's memorial
How to be a soft girl I've always
Had to be the tough guy
Think that's enough now baby
Time to cry, cry, cry
And now I'm sitting on the
Couch on Sunday watching Euphoria
When my middle school cousin says
She has body dysmorphia
And maybe 17 year old me
Wasn't scared of wasting time
But now I'm 25 and can't believe an open
Casket's where I have to say goodbye
Wakin up with a war in mind
Cause you can't stop death and
You can't stop time
How to be the soft girl when I've
Always had to be the tough guy
Think that's enough now baby
Need to cry, cry, cry
Listen to my thoughts
Why they sound like that?
I know I fuck you up when I'm down so bad
Always tell my mama never watch the news
But seriously
Don't watch the news!
Uh
I know I said let's talk
About that another time
But it don't feel right to stay quiet
17 year old me is tired
Been using her as my alibi
2 different shoes, roll a cigarette
Smoke it in the booth
And yeah I been blowin up
Motherfucker I'm still confused
I woke up, broke out of my mind
Death can be beautiful and if you let it
So can life
Tough girls can be soft girls sometimes
So I wake up and if I wanna cry, I'll cry
Cry, cry, cry