Текст песни Great Americans

Wake up, burnt out, start the day in flames Is it because I didn't text you back? Back Cat bring (meow, meow) Keep sending me mixed signals (meow, meow, meow, meow) It's like I haven't learned a thing Stressed out, burnt up, I'm moving way too fast I need to reel it in, I just might bust my ass I might hurt myself Don't know much Everything I do is a learned behavior Achoo-choo macho, achoo-choo macho Midday, still weird, I'm probably overthinking Yes, I saw you call, I'm still not calling back 'Cause I'm overwhelmed Dear Lord, send help, I'm talking to my cats (meow) I keep vacuuming and nothing's getting clean 'Cause I'm overwhelmed One thing's for sure You're gonna find a way to leave But before you go, please return my clothes You can't have my coat Don't know much Everything I do is a learned behavior I keep fucking up, but I land on my feet It's dark, I'm lost, walking around in circles (ah) I didn't complete a thing (shit), I missed my chance Don't know much, everything I do Is an SOS, something's clearly off I'm undiagnosed (shit)