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Sangtekst: Smile Empty Soul. Anxiety. Saturday.


Another Saturday night
Don't remind me that there nothing to do
What do we expect from life
So fucking play or teach for two
So what if I'm scare, I don't wanna come out,
It like getting busy, getting fuck up at my house
What would you think of me then
Since your doing the same under your brother dent

And there nothing that I won't do
Just feel the vibe runs through my face
And there nothing I have to prove
Just another saturday

I'm only pretending to care
I should listen to you because your trying to help
Who do you to say what fair
If your so fucking smart why can't u figure it out
I'm out of control; it was it said in the poll
I guess it just because there nothing else to do
So come and arrest me now
Wanna be like you, so show me how

And there nothing that I won't do
Just feel the vibe runs through my face
And there nothing I have to prove
Just another