Sza - Euphraxia

Life of a suburban kid
Existentialism
I ain't never care much for esoteric shit
He said "I ain't got no real thoughts"
I could use some Adderall in my green tea
Some ice up in my soy milk
I keep an angel on my shoulder, devil in my head
He said

Violate the bounds of platitude
Violate the bounds of platitude
Who do I do it for? Who do I do it for?
I hope I do it for you
Hope I do it for you

Try to fight the numbness
Still don't have an answer
Figure when I die it will make sense
Maybe God will answer
Until then


I'm drowning in this world of platitude
Feel like I'm drowning in this world of platitude
What do I do it for? What do I do it for?
Maybe I do it for you, oh
Baby I do it for you, oh, oh

Little red man living my head
Lay around in my dreams
Come alive in my nightmares
Ignore my rambles
Hoping that you hear me
Hoping that I'm heard
If your not careful
I'll take scissors to my mind
I'll take scissors to my mind
Snip snip

N-n-now do it for you
Tell me what you want from me yeah
For you
Tell me what you want from me yeah, yeah
Baby I do it for you
Tell me what you want from me yeah
For you
Tell me what you want from me yeah, yeah

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