c.e.d. Songtext
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c.e.d. Songtext
I wanted to make this song so I won′t
I wanted to clean my room so I won't
I wanted to grow today so I won′t
I wanted to talk to you so I won't
I wanted to call the doctor so I won't
I wanted to finish that album so I won′t
I wanted to get the groceries so I won′t
I didn't want to go to work so I-
Feel like a C.E.O. I got that C.E.D.
Chief executive dysfunction′s killing me
You're asking for a reason, baby it′s just me
Fear of nothing kills the something, can't be free
I won′t budge (okay, you told me to)
I won't work (okay, you told me to)
I won't care (okay, you told me to)
I won′t exist (okay, you told me to)
Feel like a C.E.O. I got that C.E.D.
My brain is suicidal, yeah it′s strangling me
I got the addy I don't think it′s helping me
I light the bowl there goes responsibility
I won't talk (oh no, you want me to)
I won′t fight (oh, I'm not supposed to)
I won′t learn (oh no, you want me to)
I won't do any little thing without a threatening reason to
I know what I want, but I know it's not meant for me
Art is for the rich I know they′ll stay ignoring me
I wish I could shine my mind be my reality
I wish I could pay my rent with mediocrity
I wanted to clean my room so I won't
I wanted to grow today so I won′t
I wanted to talk to you so I won't
I wanted to call the doctor so I won't
I wanted to finish that album so I won′t
I wanted to get the groceries so I won′t
I didn't want to go to work so I-
Feel like a C.E.O. I got that C.E.D.
Chief executive dysfunction′s killing me
You're asking for a reason, baby it′s just me
Fear of nothing kills the something, can't be free
I won′t budge (okay, you told me to)
I won't work (okay, you told me to)
I won't care (okay, you told me to)
I won′t exist (okay, you told me to)
Feel like a C.E.O. I got that C.E.D.
My brain is suicidal, yeah it′s strangling me
I got the addy I don't think it′s helping me
I light the bowl there goes responsibility
I won't talk (oh no, you want me to)
I won′t fight (oh, I'm not supposed to)
I won′t learn (oh no, you want me to)
I won't do any little thing without a threatening reason to
I know what I want, but I know it's not meant for me
Art is for the rich I know they′ll stay ignoring me
I wish I could shine my mind be my reality
I wish I could pay my rent with mediocrity
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