Forget / Small Things by CHICKN Lyrics

Every day mourns its fucking past
And all together fall and crush my life
I've never really thought of what to ask
Or how I'm going to end this burning stiff

Forget
Regret
Upset
As yet

There are no money passing from my hands
And all the things I hear have no import
I have a constant fear that withstands
That soon enough I'm going to fall short