I keep making myself sick with all the lies that I believe
Are you coming to my house because I'm feeling kinda bleek?
I don't wanna go outside but I will anyway
Nobody thinks I'm good, but we'll all know on judgement day
Just left my house and I'm feeling pretty sad
Next time I'll keep inside and give away the things I have
I worry about little things and that pisses people off
I imagine myself arguing but it turns out I'm too soft
Today is my birthday, getting to that big old age
No one's coming to my party 'cus they all forgot the day
Blowing out the candle with a smiley little face
The smoke is lurking on me and tomorrow's judgement day