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Show up late, and I think that it's over Through the crowd as I move for the corner On my phone, fingers scroll through the faces 25, why can't I hold a conversation? This is my party, and I'm stressed out (Whoa-oh, whoa-oh) Turn the music down (Whoa-oh) I'll try to forget about the things I wish I never said Yeah, it's hard to live here in my head (Whoa-oh, whoa-oh) Lights are way too bright (Whoa-oh) For me to talk to anybody I'm trying to fight the feeling that I'd rather be dead Yeah, it's hard to live here in my head Call a cab, but it's better if I just walk Pretty far, but it's better if I don't talk Agoraphobia is real to me I know you think I'm crazy, probably No, there's no doubt This is my party, and I'm stressed out Songtexte(Whoa-oh, whoa-oh) Turn the music down (Whoa-oh) I'll try to forget about the things I wish I never said Yeah, it's hard to live here in my head (Whoa-oh, whoa-oh) Lights are way too bright (Whoa-oh) For me to talk to anybody I'm trying to fight the feeling that I'd rather be dead Yeah, it's hard to live here in my head Show up late, and I think that it's over Maybe I'll feel better when I'm older (Whoa-oh, whoa-oh) Turn the music down (Whoa-oh) I'll try to forget about the things I wish I never said Yeah, it's hard to live here in my head (Whoa-oh, whoa-oh) Turn the music down (Whoa-oh) I'll try to forget about the things I wish I never said Yeah, it's hard to live here in my head (Whoa-oh, whoa-oh) Lights are way too bright (Whoa-oh) For me to talk to anybody I'm trying to fight the feeling that I'd rather be dead Yeah, it's hard to live here in my head Aus Songtexte Mania