Fuck it! Songtext
von TBA

Fuck it
You′re right
I have to slap myself twice
Throw some ice cold water on my eyes
So I can open them

Fuck it
I can do better
I can do anything you can
I only have to grasp that moment
When I don't hate myself, huh

And yes, I somehow love emotional pain
I feel more related to that state of mind
′Cause I got used to it since I was young
Disappointments, treason, death of a friend, breakups
And other heartbreaking feelings
Put my feet back on the ground
Opened my creative side


And yes, I talk a lot about myself, but I can't help
It's not always good things
Actually good things are moments of break from my natural state
But I embrace them, I share them

I feed my brain with a little bit of joy
Until it gets back to overthinking and stupid fears

We′ll just take another round
And tell each other how fucked up we really are
Because we tell everyone how many friends we have
But we share just with a couple our emotional side

But I don′t have to always tell you what I feel to
Make you roll that one or open another can
But I don't have to always tell you what I feel to
Make you roll that one or open another can

Friends are friends whatever
Friends are friends whatever
Friends are friends whatever
Friends are friends whatever
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa