I would be being dishonest if I were to say
That I did not care about anything
But sadly that could not be further from the truth
Because I got a lot of feelings and
I bottle them up and put them on the counter to
Sell to anybody who's willing to lose
Sometimes I want to run away, sometimes I want to run away
Sometimes I want to run away, sometimes I want to run away
Because every single thing I want to say has already been said by countless people before me
How could I be so unoriginal to rip off a cave man's feelings of wanton insecurity
Stare at each leaf, examine a tree, they're blissfully unaware of me
I could set them on fire, but luckily I'm not f*cked up and so I have no desire to
I'm gonna write up a speech for whatever you want to have your
Eulogy say when you die young: "A spirited chimp but you're quite dumb
Turned into old man at 21, wrote up a note and he bought a gun
Two weeks passed and another day, lost his scrote and threw it away"
I'm gonna write up a speech for whatever you want to have your
Eulogy say when you die young: "A spirited chimp but you're quite dumb
Turned into old man at 21, wrote up a note and he bought a gun
Two weeks passed and another day, lost his scrote and threw it away"
Sometimes I want to run away, sometimes I want to run away
Sometimes I want to run away, sometimes I want to run away
Because every single thing I want to say has already been said by countless people before me
How could I be so unoriginal to rip off a cave man's feelings of wanton insecurity?
Stare at each leaf, examine a tree, they're blissfully unaware of me
I could set them on fire, but luckily I'm not f*cked up and so I have no desire to
Because every single thing I want to say has already been said by countless people before me
I don't really mean anything when you look at the whole picture of billions of people
But that's okay, I'll talk to friends/make bolognese
I'll make a movie, go to sleep, wake up and nothing will have changed