~olivia rodrigo - jealousy jealousy|speed up/nightcore~

~olivia rodrigo jealousy jealousy|speed up/nightcore~
Текст:
I kinda wanna throw my phone across the room,
'Cause all I see, - are girls, too good to be true,
With paper-white teeth and perfect bodies.
Wish, I didn't care.
I know, their beauty's - not my lack.
But it feels, like that weight is on my back.
And I can't let it go.
Com-comparison is killin' me slowly.
I think, I think too much
'Bout kids, who don't know me.
I'm so sick of myself.
I'd rather be, rather be
Anyone, anyone else
My jealousy, jealousy started followin' me (He-he-he, he).
Started followin' me (He-he-he, he).
And I see, everyone gettin' all, the things I want.
I'm happy for them, but then again, I'm not
Just cool vintage clothes and vacation photos.
I can't stand it.
Oh God, I sound crazy.
Their win - is not my loss.
I know, it's true, but
I can't help gettin' caught up in it all.
Com-comparison is killin' me slowly.
I think, I think too much
'Bout kids, who don't know me.
I'm so sick of myself.
Rather be, rather be
Anyone, anyone else
My jealousy, jealousy (Yeah).
All your friends are so cool, you go out every night.
In your daddy's nice car, yeah, you're livin' the life.
Got a pretty face, a pretty boyfriend, too.
I wanna be you so bad and I don't even know you.
All I see - is what, I should be.
Happier, prettier, jealousy, jealousy.
All I see - is what, I should be.
I'm losin' it, all I - get's jealousy, jealousy.
Com-comparison is killin' me slowly.
I think I think too much
'Bout kids, who don't know me.
And I'm so sick of myself.
Rather be, rather be (Oh, oh).
Anyone, anyone else (Anybody else).
Jealousy, jealousy.
Oh, I'm so sick of myself.
I'd rather be, rather be (Oh-oh-oh).
Anyone, anyone else.
Jealousy, jealousy started followin' me.
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