Puddle Of Mudd - Stressed Out lyrics
[Puddle Of Mudd - Stressed Out lyrics]
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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