You can be my friend if you like
I'm awkward, so anxious, but I'm kind
Of a loser in your mind
You're making me feel desperate!
Countless nights
Staring at the bottom of empty bottles
I've tried to grasp the meaning of why I'm hollow
I'm tired of being bound to my own address
This lack of sunlight makes me feel so nauseous!
I prefer to stay up at night
So I can make best friends with the devils buried in my mind
Overthinking is part of my skill set
I'm tired of being bound to my own address
This lack of sunlight makes me feel so nauseous!
I prefer to stay up at night
So I can make best friends with the devils buried in my mind
Overthinking is part of my skill set
Break me in
Call the night
Where I can't be seen
I'm just make believe
You didn't have to say
You never had to say
But it always ends the same
Goodbye!
We're getting older
We're growing up
And dare I try to be young
We're getting older
We're growing up
And dare I try to be young
We're getting older
We're growing up
And dare I try to be young
We're getting older
We're growing up
And dare I try to be younger