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Why do I wanna sing When there is no time to Why do I wanna dance Where there is no space to Why do I wanna ring you When my phone is finna die soon Guess it’s time I guess it’s time I guess it’s time to fly soon I cannot be bothered to move a muscle When I’m in a depressive space Why do all my demons wanna fight and tussle When I am in a manic state All I want sometimes is a chai latte and some good anime All I want those other times is to chart billboard Never work another day And I’ll never forget those days in the autumn You made me feel like my life was made to be forgotten I tried to make you happy but it was never enough for all them Times that I had let you...View all