Текст песни Anything, Anyway - Caisy Falzone

I want to take the Q to Coney Island
It's not too far, but it's a getaway
I want to breathe in the air
Feel that salt on my face
Summer's charm lost in a January's Day

Anyway

Felt the months pass by since I last stood tall
It's hard to rise when you're digging your own grave
I was told not to sit and feel sorry for myself
Turns out I forgot how to feel anything

Anything
Anything
Anything

So I'll drive myself down to the house where I grew up
And I'll cry until my eyes are swollen shut
And as I settle down and pick myself right back up
I learn that I no longer have to give a fuck
I'm too young to feel this tangled up

Anyway
Anyway
Anyway
Anyway