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BLINDFOLDED
by MGNTA
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Whose life are you gonna live
Whose grave you gonna dig
When feelings are too big
To burn off in a cig
Whose touch are you gonna miss
Whose side are you gonna pick
Will you stop taking risks
When all has turned to shit
Fuck it's really cold
Fuck I'm getting old
Don't do what I'm told
Tryna break the mold
But I'm blindfolded
Shit I'm really scared
Why do I still care
Should I bleach my hair
Should I pitch this snare down
Where do I begin
I should learn to swim
Not to be so grim
Always gotta win
Skatin' on thin ice
I should look within
Maybe write a hymn
Give the hair a trim
We should dim the lights down
Whose life are you gonna live
Whose grave you gonna dig
When feelings are too big
To burn off in a cig
Whose touch are you gonna miss
Whose side are you gonna pick
Will you stop taking risks
When all has turned to shit
Fuck it's really cold
Fuck I'm getting old
Don't do what I'm told
Tryna break the mold
But I'm blindfolded
Shit I'm really scared
Why do I still care
Should I bleach my hair
Should I pitch this snare down
Where do I begin
I should learn to swim
Not to be so grim
Always gotta win
Skatin' on thin ice
I should look within
Maybe write a hymn
Give the hair a trim
We should dim the lights down
Whose life are you gonna live
Whose grave you gonna dig
When feelings are too big
To burn off in a cig
Whose touch are you gonna miss
Whose side are you gonna pick
Will you stop taking risks
When all has turned to shit
Fuck it's really cold
Fuck I'm getting old
Don't do what I'm told
Tryna break the mold
But I'm blindfolded
Shit I'm really scared
Why do I still care
Should I bleach my hair
Should I pitch this snare down
Where do I begin
I should learn to swim
Not to be so grim
Always gotta win
Skatin' on thin ice
I should look within
Maybe write a hymn
Give the hair a trim
We should dim the lights down
Whose life are you gonna live
Whose grave you gonna dig
When feelings are too big
To burn off in a cig
Whose touch are you gonna miss
Whose side are you gonna pick
Will you stop taking risks
When all has turned to shit
Fuck it's really cold
Fuck I'm getting old
Don't do what I'm told
Tryna break the mold
But I'm blindfolded
Shit I'm really scared
Why do I still care
Should I bleach my hair
Should I pitch this snare down
Where do I begin
I should learn to swim
Not to be so grim
Always gotta win
Skatin' on thin ice
I should look within
Maybe write a hymn
Give the hair a trim
We should dim the lights down
