Rushin from EduKated by Kate Barlow

RUSHIN

KATE BARLOW:
My brains a cloud from all the loud
All the noises swirling round
I always feel alone in a crowd
Cause I'm still covered in the fallout from the meltdown
A nuclear weight in my body that still lingers somehow

Everything's buzzin, rushin and radiating
Chernobyl's ground
I got too many thoughts always moving around
It's icey
I'm slipping
A snow dazed ghost town

I'm tangled like my headphones
And my head is like a telephone
I'm telling you
it's ringing constantly
it's clear to see
I have no clarity
The frequencies
they deafen me
like a DVD playing at the wrong frame rate
and like a 33'' sped up to 78
I'm spinning round and round and round
and I don't know if I can stay in one place

Like a broken record player I say I'll do it later
But I never do

HOOK
Roll the barrel
Place your bets
I've been reading tarot like Russian Roulette
Got a 3 of cups now someone's dead

Roll the barrel
Roll a pair of dice
Can't die in a fool's paradise
False hope's a game of Russian Roulette
I'd rather you open fire x3

CHLOE FINDER:
Rushin, racing, always chasing
A vision of what life could be, but this cloud of anxiety is
Always with me, feeling dizzy
Searching for the eye of the storm, somewhere quiet calm and warm

I’ve always been more fond of the cold
But I gotta tell you that this shit is getting old
And I still got three miles to go, I think I might explode
I never know, you’ll never know

That the part that scares me most
is that it hurts the people that I hold close
They get caught in my blast zone,
when it pass
no one’s left they don’t last long you know,
it’s a flash and then they’re gone

Headphones always in, tryna drown them out
If I could just turn them up louder and louder and louder
Then I could keep all of my thoughts away

I’m a powder keg, could blow up any second
Don’t get close to me, don’t get close to me

[KATE BARLOW] HOOK
Roll the barrel
Place your bets
I've been reading tarot like Russian Roulette
Got a 3 of cups now someone's dead

Roll the barrel
Roll a pair of dice
Can't live in a fool's paradise
False hope's a game of Russian Roulette
I'd rather you open fire x3

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