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the rocket kid - tic tac toe (demo) Lyrics



the rocket kid - tic tac toe (demo) Lyrics
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Hated august
I'd have to start getting out of bed
Putting on a smile 'cuz
Gotta dig my way through fake friends
I played tic tac toe with a knife on my arm
My skin was wax pretty patterns I carve
I watch my hair fall out
I watch everybody drown
I watch as I
Couldn't down my favorite dessert
Oh this is it
Don't think I'll make it home this year
(I think) this is it
Call me absurd but I think we're done here
Confidence
Life with all the possibilities
Been on the fence
When will I be ready to jump?
My journal's running out of pages
My blood is dripping down my cages
My wings are melting don't you see it
This is it I'm running out of ages
Why does self-love ever need a reason
Why can't I hold on for more than just a season
Is it 'cuz they think I'm mean
Or is it 'cuz they think I'm not even pretty
(Or is it 'cuz she's just like not even pretty!)
I played tic tac toe with a knife on my arm
My skin was wax pretty patterns I carve
I watch my hair fall out
I watch everybody drown
I watch as I
Couldn't down my favorite dessert
Oh this is it
Don't think I'll make it home this year
(I think) this is it
Call me absurd but I think we're done here
(We're done, we're done)
(We're done, we're done)
(We're done, we're done)
(We're done here)
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Hated august
I'd have to start getting out of bed
Putting on a smile 'cuz
Gotta dig my way through fake friends
I played tic tac toe with a knife on my arm
My skin was wax pretty patterns I carve
I watch my hair fall out
I watch everybody drown
I watch as I
Couldn't down my favorite dessert
Oh this is it
Don't think I'll make it home this year
(I think) this is it
Call me absurd but I think we're done here
Confidence
Life with all the possibilities
Been on the fence
When will I be ready to jump?
My journal's running out of pages
My blood is dripping down my cages
My wings are melting don't you see it
This is it I'm running out of ages
Why does self-love ever need a reason
Why can't I hold on for more than just a season
Is it 'cuz they think I'm mean
Or is it 'cuz they think I'm not even pretty
(Or is it 'cuz she's just like not even pretty!)
I played tic tac toe with a knife on my arm
My skin was wax pretty patterns I carve
I watch my hair fall out
I watch everybody drown
I watch as I
Couldn't down my favorite dessert
Oh this is it
Don't think I'll make it home this year
(I think) this is it
Call me absurd but I think we're done here
(We're done, we're done)
(We're done, we're done)
(We're done, we're done)
(We're done here)
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Writer: Yukino Sakai
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Performed By: the rocket kid
Language: English
Length: 2:27
Written by: Yukino Sakai
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