Messed Up

Little Hurt

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    (So messed up)
    I hope I miss my flight
    So I can sit inside my room all night
    Thinkin' how my parents got divorced
    I ended up in Kansas City
    Started writing songs in basements
    Hoping somebody would hear me

    I'm so messed up
    Don't preach to the choir
    Red pills crushed up
    Throw me to the fire
    Sorry if I let you down everytime I come around
    I'm so messed up

    Na, na, na, na, na
    Yeah
    Na, na, na, na, na
    Yeah

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    My body's full of snakes
    I poison everything I touch these days
    I watched my parents get divorced
    And then again when I was 20
    Now it's so hard to believe you when you tell me that you love me

    I'm so messed up
    Don't preach to the choir
    Red pills crushed up
    Throw me to the fire
    Sorry if I let you down everytime I come around
    I'm so messed up

    Yeah
    Na, na, na, na, na
    Yeah
    Na, na, na, na, na
    Yeah
    Na, na, na, na, na
    Yeah
    Na, na, na, na, na
    Yeah

    I'm so messed up
    Don't preach to the choir
    Red pills crushed up
    Throw me to the fire
    Sorry if I let you down everytime I come around
    I'm so messed up

    Yeah
    Na, na, na, na, na (I'm so messed up)
    Yeah
    Na, na, na, na, na (I'm so messed up)
    Yeah
    Na, na, na, na, na (I'm so messed up)
    Yeah
    Na, na, na, na, na (I'm so messed up)
    Yeah

    Song details

    Composition: James Nicholas Bailey, Colin Dieden, Nicholas Anderson, and Robert Ellmore

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