Neebu Songtext
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This song is dedicated to my friend Arjun Negi. He is no longer with us. I hope you are staying cozy wherever you are, and may you rest in peace
Tell my mom I won't make it 'til summer
Everyday I feel like just another number (Good job, Curtis!)
Tell my mom I won't make it 'til summer
Everyday I feel like just another number
When I was a kid, everything felt alright
Now I'm growing up, everything feels like a fight (fight)
[?] and I don't mind (oh my, my)
Tell my mom I won't make it 'til summer
Everyday I feel like just another number (Good job, Curtis!)
Tell my mom I won't make it 'til summer
Everyday I feel like just another number
When I was a kid, everything felt alright
Now I'm growing up, everything feels like a fight (fight)
[?] and I don't mind (oh my, my)
When I was a kid, everything felt so fine
Used to bike around 7-Eleven flying kites
Now I'm growing up, I don't have the time (bling, bling, bling)
I'm a robot, I'm a lowlife
Feel like a piece of shit, I don't know why
I'm a robot, I'm an alien
On my own skin, I don't know why
Tell my mom I won't make it 'til summer
Everyday I feel like just another number
Tell my mom I won't make it 'til summer
Everyday I feel like just another number
[?] for a few years
Yeah, we fell in love back in New Years
[?] for a few years
Just to get rid of these new tears
Tell my friends that I ain't got no color
All I do is cry and watch Blade Runner
I hope my mom don't hear this song
'Cause then I'ma have to go to therapy again
I hope my mom don't hear this song
I hope my mom don't hear this song
'Cause then I'ma have to go to therapy again
I hope my mom don't hear this song, oh-ooh
Tell my mom I won't make it to my birthday
Tell my mom that I'm not doing okay
Used to bike around 7-Eleven flying kites
Now I'm growing up, I don't have the time (bling, bling, bling)
I'm a robot, I'm a lowlife
Feel like a piece of shit, I don't know why
I'm a robot, I'm an alien
On my own skin, I don't know why
Tell my mom I won't make it 'til summer
Everyday I feel like just another number
Tell my mom I won't make it 'til summer
Everyday I feel like just another number
[?] for a few years
Yeah, we fell in love back in New Years
[?] for a few years
Just to get rid of these new tears
Tell my friends that I ain't got no color
All I do is cry and watch Blade Runner
I hope my mom don't hear this song
'Cause then I'ma have to go to therapy again
I hope my mom don't hear this song
I hope my mom don't hear this song
'Cause then I'ma have to go to therapy again
I hope my mom don't hear this song, oh-ooh
Tell my mom I won't make it to my birthday
Tell my mom that I'm not doing okay
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