Brown paper bag Lyrics
Lisa Heller
So fucking anxious
I walk around with all my regrets
Another day I’m all alone with my brown paper bag
So fucking nervous
My social life has been slowing down
It’s piling up and I’m overanalyzing myself
Running laps, I’m so frustrated
All my friends, are worried, pacing
I think I’m hyperventilating, see my sister
She’s there waiting, I’d rather die before I fail again
I don’t wanna come up to reality, ooo
I’ve been hanging on by the skin of my teeth, ooo
Fading with the clouds, people rushing to me
I can’t feel myself, where am I supposed to be?
I don’t wanna come up to reality, ooo
Growing up
It looks so easy for everyone
To be young, drunk
I’ve given up , before it’s begun
August told me
Your social life is completely gone
Regrets have piled up, I wish that I could finally move on
Running laps, I’m so frustrated
All my friends, are worried, pacing
I think I’m hyperventilating, see my sister
She’s there waiting, I’d rather die before I fail again
I don’t wanna come up to reality, ooo
I’ve been hanging on by the skin of my teeth, ooo
Fading with the clouds, people rushing to me
I can’t feel myself, where am I supposed to be?
I don’t wanna come up to reality, ooo
Running laps, I’m so frustrated
All my friends, are worried, pacing
Fading with the clouds, people rushing to me
I can’t feel myself, where am I (where am I)?
Running laps, I’m so frustrated
All my friends, are worried, pacing
I think I’m hyperventilating, see my sister
She’s there waiting, I’d rather die before I fail again