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Esh & the Isolations - Don't Freak Out!!! Lyrics



Esh & the Isolations - Don't Freak Out!!! Lyrics




I will not get my peace
I will not rest my mind
Until these centipedes
Stop crawling up my spine

Wrench in my rib cage
It kind of feels like dying
It's getting in my head
It's telling me them lies

Rubbing elbows
My personal hell so
Rocks bloody my shell toes
Fine, I'll be like "hell no, bye"

See a crowd, turn around
Y'all can pass me by
Clipped wings, man
I ain't no social butterfly

The doors are open and I'm watching bodies filling the room
I'm hearing voices saying "everybody's staring at you"
Too many people now my paranoia's setting the mood
Overly analyzing every little thing that I do

Don't freak out!

This is my prayer for sweet death and pet names
While cultivating mic-drops wet as my sweat stains
Private Dick Side-Eye is giving me chest pains
My Telepathic cry for help is falling on deaf brains

Won't be staying long
Camouflage confetti bomb
Pocket full of clammy palm
Buggin' like I'm Anticon

Head to the bathroom just so I can be alone in the stall
I'll make it awkward for a person I admire at all

The doors are open and I'm watching bodies filling the room
I'm hearing voices saying "everybody's staring at you"
Too many people now my paranoia's setting the mood
Overly analyzing every little thing that I do

Don't freak out!

Choking on small talk
Broke down but dolled up
Whiskey helps me numb it, so what else would I do?

Fridays are fun but
Saturday's f*cked up
Sunday's when the scaries all come out and say "boo!"

Don't freak out!
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English

I will not get my peace
I will not rest my mind
Until these centipedes
Stop crawling up my spine

Wrench in my rib cage
It kind of feels like dying
It's getting in my head
It's telling me them lies

Rubbing elbows
My personal hell so
Rocks bloody my shell toes
Fine, I'll be like "hell no, bye"

See a crowd, turn around
Y'all can pass me by
Clipped wings, man
I ain't no social butterfly

The doors are open and I'm watching bodies filling the room
I'm hearing voices saying "everybody's staring at you"
Too many people now my paranoia's setting the mood
Overly analyzing every little thing that I do

Don't freak out!

This is my prayer for sweet death and pet names
While cultivating mic-drops wet as my sweat stains
Private Dick Side-Eye is giving me chest pains
My Telepathic cry for help is falling on deaf brains

Won't be staying long
Camouflage confetti bomb
Pocket full of clammy palm
Buggin' like I'm Anticon

Head to the bathroom just so I can be alone in the stall
I'll make it awkward for a person I admire at all

The doors are open and I'm watching bodies filling the room
I'm hearing voices saying "everybody's staring at you"
Too many people now my paranoia's setting the mood
Overly analyzing every little thing that I do

Don't freak out!

Choking on small talk
Broke down but dolled up
Whiskey helps me numb it, so what else would I do?

Fridays are fun but
Saturday's f*cked up
Sunday's when the scaries all come out and say "boo!"

Don't freak out!
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Writer: Tyler Edwards
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Performed By: Esh & the Isolations
Language: English
Length: 3:18
Written by: Tyler Edwards

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