My mind races as I stare at cracks in the wall
Feeling the pressure to impress the pricks
Overstimulated and unsupervised
What's it like to take the night off
My mind is racing, a cartwheeling cheerleader
Smiling because it's part of the routine
You were supposed to be impressed
With all my charm, my hair, with how I dress
The way I dress
Never took any risks, just said some jokes
A romantic kid, isn't that what you wanted
The Widowers - Pricks Lyrics
The Widowers - Pricks Lyrics
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My mind races as I stare at cracks in the wall
Feeling the pressure to impress the pricks
Overstimulated and unsupervised
What's it like to take the night off
My mind is racing, a cartwheeling cheerleader
Smiling because it's part of the routine
You were supposed to be impressed
With all my charm, my hair, with how I dress
The way I dress
Never took any risks, just said some jokes
A romantic kid, isn't that what you wanted
Feeling the pressure to impress the pricks
Overstimulated and unsupervised
What's it like to take the night off
My mind is racing, a cartwheeling cheerleader
Smiling because it's part of the routine
You were supposed to be impressed
With all my charm, my hair, with how I dress
The way I dress
Never took any risks, just said some jokes
A romantic kid, isn't that what you wanted
Writer: Matthew Sigur
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid