1. |
Explosion
03:04
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I'd stop right now I'm a loaded gun
My mom lies about me and tells everyone
Epitome of a wash-up gone wrong
I never knew what I wanted so I went along
Full force headed straight for the unknown
Second gear on the highway kind of undertone
My mind's fast but my body moves so slow
I never try new things so I'll never know
My friends think I'm a joke, so does society
I can't answer the phone cause anxiety
People only care when you make it big
All the in-between nobody gives a
All the signs that I get are indirect
I'll make a sacrifice then self-deflect
Tolerate the vain and the self-obsessed
Calculate the time that I got left
I'm cold hearted
Don't distract me
From the end goal
I'll start an explosion
I'll start an explosion
Na, Na Na, Na Na, Na Na Na
Na, Na Na, Na Na, Na Na Na
Na, Na Na, Na Na, Na Na Na
I've expired
I've exhausted my resources
And I'm so tired
Of trying to be someone else
Again
Again
Again
Yeah
I'd stop right now I'm a loaded gun
My mom lies about me and tells everyone
Epitome of a wash-up gone wrong
I'm cold hearted
Don't distract me
From the end goal
I'll start an explosion
I'll start an explosion
I'm cold hearted
Don't distract me
From the end goal
I'll start an explosion
I'll start an explosion
Na, Na Na, Na Na, Na Na Na
Na, Na Na, Na Na, Na Na Na
Na, Na Na, Na Na, Na Na Na
Start an explosion
Na, Na Na, Na Na, Na Na Na
Na, Na Na, Na Na, Na Na Na
Na, Na Na, Na Na, Na Na Na
Start an explosion
Oh my god
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2. |
Powerless
03:24
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I'm powerless
Like a bunch of fives, how am I alive?
I'm bodiless
In a nameless town where I run around
Oh
I'm powerless
No one looks for me
Been missing for weeks
And I
Could die
But you
Don't know
How it feels
I'm powerless
I've got no place that I call home
I'm a wanderess
In a different town that I mispronounce
And I
Could die
But you
Don't know
How it feels
And I
Could die
But you
Don't know
How it feels
Woah
Ooh
But you
Oh
I'm powerless
And I
Could die
But you
Don't know
How it feels
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3. |
Everybody's Mad At Me
03:20
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And it feels like everybody's mad at me
The one things I do right, they don't count
You told me lately I'm not easy to be around
Well maybe if you asked me you'd find out
That I'm not doing well
I'm disappointing myself
Get me out of this place
I can't stay here any longer
I'm no longer wanted
I'm no longer needed
I'm just here to mess this up
And it feels like everybody's mad at me
Seven-year-old me is disappointed
That I never took a plane over the border
But I flew across the world for someone else
And now I'm stuck
Get me out of this place
I can't stay here any longer
I'm no longer wanted
I'm no longer needed
I'm just here to mess this up
And it gets better if you make it
I can't help it, I just can't shake it
And it gets better if you make it
Stop overthinking
You're not hated
Get me out of this place
I can't stay here any longer
I'm no longer wanted
I'm no longer needed
I'm just here to mess this up
And it feels like everybody's mad at me
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4. |
Backseat Driver
03:18
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Driving the ocean route
Riding on the shoulder, on the shoulder
It's not what I was told to do
They'll be disappointed I took a detour
Always do things that they want me to
Taylor never ever got where she is by playing by the rules
Turn up the radio in the car
I don't wanna think about it anymore
Don't start now I'm trying to figure it out
I'm trying to figure it out
Slow down, I don't know where I am now
My headlights are broken
I'll fix my own accidents
I don't need a backseat driver
Driving the ocean route
I can see the corner, see the corner
Trying to make it out of here
My intrusive thoughts are in the rear-view
I do things I only want to do
Halsey never ever got where they are by playing by the rules
Turn up the radio in the car
I don't wanna think about it anymore
Don't start now I'm trying to figure it out
I'm trying to figure it out
Slow down, I don't know where I am now
My headlights are broken
I'll fix my own accidents
I don't need a backseat driver
Stop signs, yellow lights
Sunsets and power lines
Break free from routine
No one tells me who to be
Stop signs, yellow lights
Sunsets and power lines
Break free from routine
No one tells me who to be
Don't start now I'm trying to figure it out
I'm trying to figure it out
Slow down, I don't know where I am now
My headlights are broken
I'll fix my own accidents
I don't need a backseat driver
A backseat driver
Backseat driver
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5. |
Old Wounds
03:19
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I'd drive by your house
And count the minutes from yours to mine
Hate going back there
Cause I knew you weren't fully mine
And I know I was young
But I couldn't understand why you'd hurt me
You didn't deserve me
But like a needle on a thread you repaired me
Yeah you got me
Now I'm opening old wounds
Yeah I'm opening old wounds
Still can't listen to 'Somebody Like You'
My heart still hides
Cause it reminds me of
The night you left me behind
And I know we were young
But I couldn't understand why you'd hurt me
You didn't deserve me
But like a needle on a thread you repaired me
Now you got me
But still I'm opening old wounds
(Opening old wounds, opening old wounds)
Yeah I'm opening old wounds
(Opening old wounds, opening old wounds)
And I stopped counting
The minutes from your house to mine
Cause I knew that you weren't leaving
This time
But still I'm opening old wounds
(Opening old wounds, opening old wounds)
Yeah I'm opening old wounds
(Opening old wounds, opening old wounds)
And interacting with her hurts me
I told you, I told you
And I still love you hunny
But the past comes near and I fold to
The old you
But you're better
I forgive you
I promise
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Darrian Gerard British Columbia
Darrian Gerard is a Canadian Pop-Rock artist who writes, records, and produces her own music. From a small town in BC, Canada, she learned how to play guitar at 7 years old then quickly picked up bass, piano, drums. Gerard began her professional career at the beginning of 2021. Her music has been described as anthemic pop-rock, with influences of Avril Lavigne, blink-182, Halsey, and Taylor Swift. ... more
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