Romanticized Catastrophe-Sallie Ford

Romanticized Catastrophe - Sallie Ford Did you angry I explode Did you sad let the garbage struck on mode Everything spoil in the fridge in my head Let the freezer open I'm picture me dead So I out of getting trouble Imagination runnin' wild I thought that was living life was in styled Left the pot on loose filled With started boiling over I stop looking for that pourly clover So out of getting trouble Last day I was not who I am Held on to excuses with both hands But just by sweat drippin' down your skin Had to let go for changing We make our minds of who we are We're all made out of scars We want a bandage for every mistake Is the pain real or is it a fake So I out of getting trouble Romanticized catastrophe There was my fantasy If I could picture all time low God damn we'll stop till we blow