It's too late and I'm too tired to fight against the way I'm hardwired. I could live entire weeks without really much thought. But all I know is we were all sixteen sitting on my couch to fucked up to do anything but mumble to each other our hearts and heads racing talking of the obstacles we've had to face, and I've never said “dude” that many times in my life and we all connected that night we got high. I don't remember what you said exactly. It's such a shame how nothing good lasts Cause after a while our feet hit the ground cause we all fall together when it's time to come down and I found myself the next afternoon sitting on my bed alone in my room and I wished that I was still sitting on that couch ripped to the gills with my best friends and I wish we could still share this kind of connection even long after the high ends but it's too late and I'm too tired to fight against the way I'm hard wired. I could live entire weeks without really much thought. Using language from the world I came from. We're not marching to the beat of the same drum. Bridge the gap and bring us together. We never quite make it, but aren't we so clever? Cross the ocean for strange looks and face. I get enough of those in my own nation. “What're ya doing son?” Officer I'm just trying to have some fun is that a crime? Can you hear me? Can you feel me? Is your mind picking up on the signal I'm feeding? Am I dead? Is this on? A song plays in my head and I just sing along. Can you hear me? Can you feel me? Is your mind picking up on the signal I'm feeding? Am I dead? Is this on? A song plays in my head and I just sing along. I'm just singing along. Ignore the bad things and just look into me. Why won't you listen? I'm not the enemy. I'm on your side, this is not right for you to hate me cause I'm just trying to do what's right. Just look at me for once. You've gotta make a choice to listen to your friends or listen to the noise. To forget everything, even forget my voice. What the fuck is even the point? Can you hear me? Can you feel me? Is your mind picking up on the signal I'm feeding? Am I dead? Is this on? A song plays in my head and I just sing along. Can you hear me? Can you feel me? Is your mind picking up on the signal I'm feeding? Am I dead? Is this on? A song plays in my head and I just sing along. I'm just singing along. With a higher understanding of vocabulary and a whole new library of feelings, experiences stored away like old books but I haven't found any real new meanings to the problems of past cause they don't seem to last much longer than I ever want to let them. So why am I allowing myself to be ruled by problems at this very second? A spider builds its web outside my window. I've never worked that fucking hard in my life. So why do I feel so damn exhausted? I thought I would rather not sleep for a while. If thinking is optional, I'll take the option not to. I'll take anything if it means I'll be free of any bad thoughts that could ruin it all. Tell my mind to shut up because it's killing me and when we come back wake me up last. And when it's time for life to start wake me up last, cause dreaming is my favorite part of this. A spider builds its web outside my window. I've never worked that fucking hard in my life. So why do I feel so damn exhausted? I thought I would rather not breathe for a while. If thinking is optional, I'll take the option not to. I'll take anything if it means I'll be free of any bad thoughts that could ruin it all. Tell my mind to shut up because it's killing me and when we come back wake me up last. And when it's time for life to start wake me up last, cause dreaming is my favorite part of this.

I know I'm not that great to look at and my personality sucks but I'm not that complicated so I'll leave it up to luck. You might not like me for the person that you see. But I don't care what you think about me. My eyes are bloodshot and dry from not blinking. I need to stop this ridiculous thinking. But I'm never happier than when we're singing. You're my life raft that keeps me from sinking. My face hurts from smiling and my chest hurts from laughing. I think this summer that we should go rafting. We could camp out and look up at the stars. It doesn't matter just as long as I'm wherever you are. My eyes are bloodshot and dry from not blinking. I need to stop this ridiculous thinking. But I'm never happier than when we're singing. You're my life raft that keeps me from sinking.