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brain cell
02:52
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I need to fix my voice
I need to fix my mind
But I can’t afford
Singing lessons and therapy
So you decide
So it’s true
You can be an artist
A tortured soul
Or have good mental health
But you can’t do both
Another trip around the sun
And I haven’t unpacked
The trauma from the last one
I have one brain cell left
I swear it’s trying its best
It sings this song in my head
Like
♫ Ooooo ♫
Sometimes things aren’t what they seem
Can we be friends with benefits
Where the only benefit is
You make appointments for me
Cause sometimes I am the pilot
In total control of my life
But usually I am the suitcase
Along for the ride
Another trip around the sun
And I haven’t unpacked
The trauma from the last one
I have one brain cell left
I swear it’s trying its best
It sings this song in my head
Like
♫ Ooooo ♫
Don’t worry about my leg bouncing
It’s fine
It’s just something I do
Whenever I am alive
Don’t worry about the mess inside my mind
It’s just the backseat of my brain
Just push that shit out of the way
Another trip around the sun
And I haven’t unpacked
The trauma from the last one
I have one brain cell left
I swear it’s trying its best
Shared between all of my friends
We have one brain cell left
I swear it’s trying its best
It sings this song in our heads
Like
♫ Ooooo ♫
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2. |
brain cell (nightcore)
02:31
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I need to fix my voice
I need to fix my mind
But I can’t afford
Singing lessons and therapy
So you decide
So it’s true
You can be an artist
A tortured soul
Or have good mental health
But you can’t do both
Another trip around the sun
And I haven’t unpacked
The trauma from the last one
I have one brain cell left
I swear it’s trying its best
It sings this song in my head
Like
♫ Ooooo ♫
Sometimes things aren’t what they seem
Can we be friends with benefits
Where the only benefit is
You make appointments for me
Cause sometimes I am the pilot
In total control of my life
But usually I am the suitcase
Along for the ride
Another trip around the sun
And I haven’t unpacked
The trauma from the last one
I have one brain cell left
I swear it’s trying its best
It sings this song in my head
Like
♫ Ooooo ♫
Don’t worry about my leg bouncing
It’s fine
It’s just something I do
Whenever I am alive
Don’t worry about the mess inside my mind
It’s just the backseat of my brain
Just push that shit out of the way
Another trip around the sun
And I haven’t unpacked
The trauma from the last one
I have one brain cell left
I swear it’s trying its best
Shared between all of my friends
We have one brain cell left
I swear it’s trying its best
It sings this song in our heads
Like
♫ Ooooo ♫
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