Letra da Música The Popular de Splitsville

My peeps, my dearest friends and confidants
It's clear we don't know what the hell we want
And yet we want it all the time
Like G., He wanted to go out with her
I guess he shouldn't have introduced me first
‘Cuz I was in a state of mind

And I feel the pain of the popular
I feel your pain

I freak, I love to do the body rock
Full speed, I'm illin' when I pop and lock
And yet I'm miserable tonight
‘Cuz I feel the pain of the popular
I feel your pain

And now I only want to bring you down
Don't blink, just put this one in turnaround
'Cuz I am in a state of mind
And I feel the pain of the popular
I feel your pain
Yeah I feel the pain of the popular
I feel your pain
And I writhe