Yabada by Alien Grace

Say what you want to say
Be who you want to be don’t fall for yourself
A coffee in the morning
To keep the routine going, it’s getting hard to tell
If you’re getting up for you or someone else

Inflated confidence
Like feet that ache in high heels just to look a little tall
Beaten up confidence
You’re diary for us to read ‘cause there was nowhere left to keep it
And as I’m scrolling through my feed I’m thinking

What has it got to do with me?
What has it got to do with you?
Maybe they were right to say that our souls they fade with every photograph
(Photograph)
I am my own celebrity, I dream of death dramatically so I can be
A part of your story

Ya-daba-daba-di dam-dam-dam
Yaba-daba-daba-di dam-dam-dam
Ya-daba-daba-di daa yaba-daba-di daa yaba-daba-di dam-dam-dam

It’s easy to sound so smart
It’s easier to sound so smart when you’re tearing someone down

Say what you want to say
Be who you want to be
Say what you want to say

They got you caught in the game, now you can’t look away, now you can’t look away

What has it got to do with me?
What has it got to do with you?
What has it got to do with me?
What has it got to do with you?

They got you caught in the game, now you can’t look away, now you can’t look away

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