Becca:
Different day, but we do the same things
Yeah, my life is so mundane, so I gotta get away
Get away, get away
Run away, yeah, I gotta run away
Different day, but we do the same things
Yeah, my life is so mundane, so I gotta get away
Get away, get away
Run away, yeah, I gotta run away

YungStove:
Ay
Lemme tell you a story
Bout a girl
Who ain’t that boring
Over the years
She’s been storing
All her feelings
Cries every morning
And every night
Her entire life’s
Just a fight
Ay
Just a Struggle
Cries rivers and puddles
Cries herself to sleep
Always feels so weak
Always comes off meek
Happiness is all she seeks
But
Over weeks
She can’t find it
The pain she just
Can’t hide it
Damn this rage
Is blinding
But this life
Is fucking binding