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letra de antiglow (trippin) - malcolm.harold

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bright lights and lowlifes surround me
bass low, some boys getting rowdy
i’m liquored up, don’t know what i’m shouting
it’s hard to see in this room, it’s cloudy
nothing but spilled drinks and crowds and
some man that thinks he is tarzan
no girls in here want a nice man
but i still pretend there’s a chance

so why am i here?
this don’t feel right
i’m getting too weird
but not the good type

i’m just tripping on my own feet
with n0body here to catch me
i’m just tripping on my own feet
but at least they don’t know that i’m lonely
i’m just tripping on my own feet
with n0body here to catch me
i’m just tripping on my own feet
but at least they don’t know that i’m lonely

i’m too weak, i don’t belong
i barely drank, but i still feel gone
i kind of wish that i was still home
(the good type of alone)
it’s no longеr feeling like a disco
can someone tеll me where did all my friends go?
around here, i’m just feeling unknown
(unknown)
so why am i here?
this don’t feel right
i’m getting too weird
but not the good type

i’m just tripping on my own feet
with n0body here to catch me
i’m just tripping on my own feet
but at least they don’t know that i’m lonely
i’m just tripping on my own feet
with n0body here to catch me
i’m just tripping on my own feet
but at least they don’t know that i’m lonely

i just wanna make ’em think i’m doing alright
i don’t wanna let ’em know i’m dying inside
fake it ’til i make it, i’ma give it a try
i just wanna make ’em think i’m doing alright
i don’t wanna let ’em know i’m dying inside
fake it ’til i make it, i’ma give it a try
i just wanna make ’em think i’m doing alright
i don’t wanna let ’em know i’m dying inside
fake it ’til i make it, i’ma give it a try
i just wanna make ’em think i’m doing alright
i don’t wanna let ’em know i’m dying inside
fake it ’til i make it, i’ma give it a try
bright lights and lowlifes surround me
bass low, some boys getting rowdy
i’m liquored up, don’t know what i’m shouting
it’s hard to see in this room, it’s cloudy
nothing but spilled drinks, and crowds and
some man that thinks he is tarzan
no girls in here want a nice man
but i still pretend there’s a chance

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