Anyone got any good songs to listen to? Pandemic has me repeating so many songs. Smh

I write sins, not tragedies by panic! at the disco

Explanation:

When did I become so numb?

When did I lose myself?

All the words that leave my tongue

Feel like they came from someone else

I'm paralyzed

Where are my feelings?

I no longer feel things

I know I should

I'm paralyzed

Where is the real me?

I'm lost and it kills me inside

I'm paralyzed

When did I become so cold?

When did I become ashamed? (oh)

Where's the person that I know?

They must have left

They must have left

With all my faith

I'm paralyzed

Where are my feelings?

I no longer feel things

I know I should

I'm paralyzed

Where is the real me?

I'm lost and it kills me inside

I'm paralyzed

I'm paralyzed

I'm scared to live but I'm scared to die

And if life is pain then I buried mine a long time ago

But it's still alive

And it's taking over me where am I?

I wanna feel something, I'm numb inside

But I don't feel nothing, I wonder why

I'm in the race of life and time passed by

Look, I sit back and I watch it

Hands in my pockets

Waves come crashing over me but I just watch 'em

I just watch 'em

I'm underwater but I feel like I'm on top of it

I'm at the bottom and I don't know what the problem is

I'm in a box

But I'm the one who locked me in

Suffocating and I'm running out of oxygen

I'm paralyzed

Where are my feelings?

I no longer feel things

I know I should

I'm paralyzed

Where is the real me?

I'm lost and it kills me inside

I'm paralyzed (I'm just so paralyzed)

Where are my feelings? (yeah, I'm just so paralyzed)

I no longer feel things (I have no feelings)

I know I should (oh how come I'm not moving why aren't I moving ay yeah)

I'm paralyzed

Where is the real me? (where is the real me, where is the real me?)

I'm lost and it kills me inside (I'm paralyzed, I'm paralyzed)

I'm paralyzed (I'm paralyzed)

Silent, I can't wait here silent

Working up a storm inside my head

Nothing, I just stood for nothing

So I fell for everything you said

Hear the rumble

Hear my voice

Silent, I can't wait here silent

Gotta make a change and make some noise

Undo my sad

Undo what hurts so bad

Undo my pain

Gonna get out, through the rain

I know that I am over you

At last I know what I should do

Undo my sad

Trouble, baby I'm in trouble

Everytime I look into your eyes

Save me, oh I'm gonna save me

Far away from all the crazy lies

Hear the rumble

Hear my voice

Undo my sad

Undo what hurts so bad

Undo my pain

Gonna get out, through the rain

I know that I am over you

At last I know what I should do

Undo my sad

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Explanation:

the first forms of writing came from them in the form of pictographs around 3100 bc.

unbeknownst to the slave-ship captains, the daily dancing and exercise regime and vernacular dance are also derived from america's african-based slave legacy. both are african-american cuisines from the slavery era.

explanation: