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Tekstovi: Smoking Popes. This Is Only A Test. Freakin Out.


I'm just fine, everything's fine
Does there always have to be somethin' on my mind?
Is this really such a big deal, we can talk about how I feel
But I don't feel nothin' so it's nothin' but a waste of time

Everybody's always freakin' out
Can't they just leave me alone?

I'm just tired, there's nothin' wrong
Does there always have to be somethin' goin' on?
I can tell that you will not rest 'til I say that I am depressed
So I'll say it, say it, say it, then will you be gone, gone, gone?

Everybody's always freakin' out
Can't they just leave me alone?

Alright, sometimes I get so sick of it
It makes me wanna shout, shout, shout

Just stop freakin' out
Just stop freakin' out
Just stop freakin' out
Just stop freakin' out

Well, everybody's always freakin' out
Can't they just leave me alone?
Everybody's always freakin' out
Can't they just leave me alone?