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The Countdown
by Aia
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One, two, three
Life keeps going
Four, five, six
I still feel like shit
Seven, eight, nine
You're running out of time
Ten, eleven, twelve
Oh well
Tick tock, tick tock
Goes that clock
The minutes pass by with no stop
Got so much stuff all on my plate
With no time to finish eating all of it
Life is stressing me so much
Feels like I'm running out of luck
Got my head stuck in the gutter
My mind is oh so cluttered
On my shoulders is a lot
The pressure it'll never stop
I have to just keep pushing on
And I can't lie that shit so hard but
One, two, three
Life keeps going
Four, five, six
I still feel like shit
Seven, eight, nine
You're running out of time
Ten, eleven, twelve
Oh well
This thing called life it don't slow down
For no one, nothing, it's not sound
I cannot stand this cycle every day
I just want all this shit to go away
Can't keep up I'm tripping up
Tryna catch up , end up fucked
Pressure building every day
And I just wanna make my own way
My mind can't wrap around it
This world is astounding
People walk around and
Act like nothing's wrong and
I can't stand the bullshit
Why can't we be honest?
State your true intentions
Fuck an intervention!
Is it worth the mention?
Or can we cut the tension?
Reality check, man
This shit is a mess, man
Focus on your plan
Just be a good person cus
One, two, three
Life keeps going
Four, five, six
I still feel like shit
Seven, eight, nine
You're running out of time
Ten, eleven, twelve
Oh well
One, two, three
Life keeps going
Four, five, six
I still feel like shit
Seven, eight, nine
You're running out of time
Ten, eleven, twelve
Oh well
Tick tock, tick tock
Goes that clock
The minutes pass by with no stop
Got so much stuff all on my plate
With no time to finish eating all of it
Life is stressing me so much
Feels like I'm running out of luck
Got my head stuck in the gutter
My mind is oh so cluttered
On my shoulders is a lot
The pressure it'll never stop
I have to just keep pushing on
And I can't lie that shit so hard but
One, two, three
Life keeps going
Four, five, six
I still feel like shit
Seven, eight, nine
You're running out of time
Ten, eleven, twelve
Oh well
This thing called life it don't slow down
For no one, nothing, it's not sound
I cannot stand this cycle every day
I just want all this shit to go away
Can't keep up I'm tripping up
Tryna catch up , end up fucked
Pressure building every day
And I just wanna make my own way
My mind can't wrap around it
This world is astounding
People walk around and
Act like nothing's wrong and
I can't stand the bullshit
Why can't we be honest?
State your true intentions
Fuck an intervention!
Is it worth the mention?
Or can we cut the tension?
Reality check, man
This shit is a mess, man
Focus on your plan
Just be a good person cus
One, two, three
Life keeps going
Four, five, six
I still feel like shit
Seven, eight, nine
You're running out of time
Ten, eleven, twelve
Oh well
