i guess you've been worrying about my mental stability
but there is really nothing wrong with me
but you think that i'm boring
but you make me feel like an idiot
your eyes glaze over when i tell you what i'm feeling
do i scare you? do i annoy you? do i make you feel uncomfortable?
i tell you my secrets but i can't help feel stupid
i tell you my secrets but you make me feel a little crazy
giving up my philosophies for a six pack of beer and a bag of weed
giving up my philosophies for a six pack of beer and a bag of weed
i've been sleeping for a million years
i will never know what woke me up and brought me here
i've been taking too much for granted
i will never kill myself again