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svn7een - mayday ! lyrics

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[intro]
it’s freezing, it’s breezy (yeah)
chills went, chills went

[verse 1]
chills went down my spine, yeah (chills went down my spine)
split up like a battery leakin’ alkaline (alkaline)
lookin’ good today
but when i wake up tomorrow drop the mirror
shatter like my own self
me in a nutsh-ll
i’m wrapped, tucked in my sheet
don’t know what i got ahead of me (got ahead of me)
mama kiss me goodnight
wake up to a shinin’ star
light my room up, went to bed early (went to bed early)
up tomorrow light my fuse ’cause i’m a (yeah)

[chorus]
mayday, mayday! out the radar
i know all i know, it started with a piece of paper (f-ck the)
school it made me lazy, where’s my sportscar?
taught me lots, but in the end it gave me nothing but to unrar (unrar)
all my feelings, where’s the sp-ce that i need?
my head torn to pieces, ridin’ in a 6-speed
crossing sixty two point eight, gainin h-lla sick speed
bout to boil over, please take me back to beeing sober

[bridge]
please pick up the signal i want you to hear me
channel number eight, reachin’ from end to end
bombard me with struggles and i’ll give my shot
leaving the barrel and in to your heart

[verse 2]
pull up the list, cause i don’t believe it don’t got my name on it
don’t let me inside, got visible tatts i gotta’ wait for it
wait for what, ’till i make the cut only for your own benefit
see me worth nothin’, despise my f-cking face, got a tat on it
i got judgements too, and i f-ckin’ hate it
try to better myself atleast i know i need it

it’s freezing, it’s breezy (yeah)
chills went, chills went
chills went down my spine (yeah)

[chorus]
mayday, mayday! out the radar
i know all i know, it started with a piece of paper (f-ck the)
school it made me lazy, where’s my sportscar?
taught me lots, but in the end it gave me nothing but to unrar (unrar)
all my feelings, where’s the sp-ce that i need?
my head torn to pieces, ridin’ in a 6-speed
crossing sixty two point eight, gainin h-lla sick speed
bout to boil over, please take me back to beeing sober



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