Crywank - Me Me Me (Boo Hoo) download song

  • Artist: Crywank
  • Song: Me Me Me (Boo Hoo)
  • Genre: Punk
  • Length: 02:36
  • Size: 3.7MB
  • Bitrate: 192Kbps
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Comments

JohnnyFuckingLazer

2021-01-04 10:08:42 | Profile
You know, at first I didn't like the new album, but I never like new albums in the beginning. I just want to say, now, I love it.

Klyde Wayne

2020-06-17 14:32:10 | Profile
This song almost made me cry just because of how well it put literally everything I feel

bruce woods

2020-06-16 16:00:18 | Profile
destined to add a couple more thousand views to this video

gabr ielka

2020-06-13 11:01:01 | Profile
Love this but also and constantly uncomfortable with someone knowing my brain

Barbii84

2020-06-05 15:27:40 | Profile
Destined to stay awake too long to contemplate where I've gone wrong I try to formulate a song to make some good out of bad The words I write they seem contrived, ashamed to share my cheesy lines I scrunch the scrap a waste of time, a waste of thoughts in my head the sets of songs that I forgot where all about my writers block and all that's left to express is i've not got much to express Self obsessed and hypercritical Self abasing when over analytical Self-righteous but apolitical I express myself and little else I waste the day, I waste the evening, combing through words try to find meaning It's just self-involved struggles with feelings, where do I go from that? Each line written is lazy and boisterous, hard not to see my endeavours as pointless Approach a project frustrated and joyless, get surprised when it's bad but there is a truth that I've been evading, I mostly make things so you think I'm creative I'm so shallow you see, that I have to build up a sense of identity Self obsessed and hypercritical Self abasing when over analytical Self-righteous but apolitical I express myself and little else