| First you’re on top of the world
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| And then that world just ended
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| You think you’re driving down the highway
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| But then you’re in the trenches
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| Butterflies are kinda nice I guess
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| But my tummy hurts, I’m getting sick of it
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| Been bruised over, over again
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| So you know what?
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| Screw feelings, I don’t want 'em anymore
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| One second I’m on fire then I’m bored
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| When I try them on, I end up insecure
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| Screw feelings, screw feelings (You know what?)
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| Screw feelings, I don’t want 'em anymore
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| One second I’m on fire then I’m bored
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| I just took 'em off and threw 'em on the floor
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| Screw feelings, screw feelings
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| Scared of the day it hits me
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| A baseball bat to my heart
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| Butterflies are kinda nice I guess
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| But my tummy hurts, I’m getting sick of it
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| Been bruised over, over again
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| So you know what?
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| Screw feelings, I don’t want 'em anymore
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| One second I’m on fire then I’m bored
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| When I try them on, I end up insecure
|
| Screw feelings, screw feelings (You know what?)
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| Screw feelings, I don’t want 'em anymore
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| One second I’m on fire then I’m bored
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| I just took 'em off and threw 'em on the floor
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| Screw feelings, screw feelings
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| Screw feelings, screw feelings, screw feelings, yeah
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| You know what?
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| Screw feelings, screw feelings, screw feelings, yeah
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| You know what?
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| You know what?
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| Yeah, yeah |