Kate Vargas - This Affliction

It’s a calculated crumble
may it rumble through the night
Mr. Mark-my-words ain’t crazy,
he just sworn he seen the light
And my insides are all ragged from the work that I been doing on myself
Oh my insides are all ragged, but they tell me that it’s good for my health
For my ah ——-ah———-ah———ah——-affliction

You gotta stand for something
I would die for my beliefs
I would shout em from the rooftops
I would take em to the streets
Or more likely I will sit at home and type them til my fingers bleed
Or more likely I will kill for them and blame it on society

Blame it on this ah————ah——-ah———ah
call it what you wanna, just say it with conviction
ah———-ah——-ah——-ah——-this affliction

It’s a crooked combination
of grandeur and grief
pick apart my lonely heart
it’s morbid motif
But I look pretty from a distance and the rest is history
Won’t you paste my face under my name in Georgia and call it breaking?

Call it ah————ah——-ah———ah
call it what you wanna, just say it with conviction
ah———-ah——-ah——-ah——-this affliction
Ah————ah——-ah———ah
call it what you wanna, just say it with conviction
ah———-ah——-ah——-ah——-this affliction

Written by:
KATE VARGAS

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