I don't feel like doing shit tonight
I think I'm gonna kick it with my cats this time
Ignore texts and calls from everybody I know
Then wonder why my friends think I'm an asshole
But it really doesn't bother me as much as it should
Like every sentence that I'm speaking is somehow misunderstood
I'll continue living every single day on repeat
Like some shitty reruns on a broken TV
We spend weekends burning holes into our weakened lungs
Writing secrets on the paper bathing on our tongues
Directionless as f*ck and that's a-ok
I don't know how to use a compass anyway
It's been 20 years, I still don't know what to do
And the universe still doesn't give a shit about you
We spend weekends burning holes into our weakened lungs
Writing secrets on the paper bathing on our tongues
You can't pretend, that you're fine with
Everything the way it is
You're bored, and it feels monotonous
Directionless as f*ck and that's a-ok
I don't know how to use a compass anyway
It's been 20 years, I still don't know what to say
So here's a thumbs up emoji, sorry that I'm so lame
The Acid Flashback at Nightmare Beach - A OK Lyrics
The Acid Flashback at Nightmare Beach - A OK Lyrics
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I don't feel like doing shit tonight
I think I'm gonna kick it with my cats this time
Ignore texts and calls from everybody I know
Then wonder why my friends think I'm an asshole
But it really doesn't bother me as much as it should
Like every sentence that I'm speaking is somehow misunderstood
I'll continue living every single day on repeat
Like some shitty reruns on a broken TV
We spend weekends burning holes into our weakened lungs
Writing secrets on the paper bathing on our tongues
Directionless as f*ck and that's a-ok
I don't know how to use a compass anyway
It's been 20 years, I still don't know what to do
And the universe still doesn't give a shit about you
We spend weekends burning holes into our weakened lungs
Writing secrets on the paper bathing on our tongues
You can't pretend, that you're fine with
Everything the way it is
You're bored, and it feels monotonous
Directionless as f*ck and that's a-ok
I don't know how to use a compass anyway
It's been 20 years, I still don't know what to say
So here's a thumbs up emoji, sorry that I'm so lame
I think I'm gonna kick it with my cats this time
Ignore texts and calls from everybody I know
Then wonder why my friends think I'm an asshole
But it really doesn't bother me as much as it should
Like every sentence that I'm speaking is somehow misunderstood
I'll continue living every single day on repeat
Like some shitty reruns on a broken TV
We spend weekends burning holes into our weakened lungs
Writing secrets on the paper bathing on our tongues
Directionless as f*ck and that's a-ok
I don't know how to use a compass anyway
It's been 20 years, I still don't know what to do
And the universe still doesn't give a shit about you
We spend weekends burning holes into our weakened lungs
Writing secrets on the paper bathing on our tongues
You can't pretend, that you're fine with
Everything the way it is
You're bored, and it feels monotonous
Directionless as f*ck and that's a-ok
I don't know how to use a compass anyway
It's been 20 years, I still don't know what to say
So here's a thumbs up emoji, sorry that I'm so lame
Writer: Lonny Starsky
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