What have I done to myself?
What have I done, what have, what have I done?
What have I done to myself? (What have I done)
I'm feeling like kinda-sad
Let's talk about the pitying eyes
I'm already numb in my spines
I don't need a place to cry out loud
I'll be your sweetest sad kind of baby (nah, I'm just saying)
I'll be your sweetest sad kind of baby
Longing for a ray of sunshine maybe
Rolling stone, calling phone, you can always break my bones(always break my bones)
Calling phone, calling home, you can always fool my clone
Rolling stone, calling phone, you can always break my bones(always break my bones)
Calling phone, calling home, you can always fool my clone
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What have I done to myself?
What have I done, what have, what have I done?
What have I done to myself? (What have I done)
I'm feeling like kinda-sad
Let's talk about the pitying eyes
I'm already numb in my spines
I don't need a place to cry out loud
I'll be your sweetest sad kind of baby (nah, I'm just saying)
I'll be your sweetest sad kind of baby
Longing for a ray of sunshine maybe
Rolling stone, calling phone, you can always break my bones(always break my bones)
Calling phone, calling home, you can always fool my clone
Rolling stone, calling phone, you can always break my bones(always break my bones)
Calling phone, calling home, you can always fool my clone
What have I done, what have, what have I done?
What have I done to myself? (What have I done)
I'm feeling like kinda-sad
Let's talk about the pitying eyes
I'm already numb in my spines
I don't need a place to cry out loud
I'll be your sweetest sad kind of baby (nah, I'm just saying)
I'll be your sweetest sad kind of baby
Longing for a ray of sunshine maybe
Rolling stone, calling phone, you can always break my bones(always break my bones)
Calling phone, calling home, you can always fool my clone
Rolling stone, calling phone, you can always break my bones(always break my bones)
Calling phone, calling home, you can always fool my clone
Writer: Cynthia Hsu Mon, Thuta Kyaw
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