Yeah, I don't know how long I can go on like this
And I don't know if I really care
Well I try my best to make friends
But people just laugh and stare
And the words, they don't come out, I must be out of breath
I guess I can blame it on all the cigarettes
So I sing songs about who I am and who I want to be
Like art could save a wretch like me
And there's these parties, but they have people
And you're so pretty, but I'm so awkward
And I don't want to cry, I just want to die
Can't we just sit around and get high
Well life is pain, life is hurt
I try to find comfort in pretty words
And in every shitty song I've ever written
And in every toilet that I ever threw up in
Lately I've been walking around with my head down
There must be something fascinating on the ground
Or maybe I'm just afraid to look the world in the eye
Because I know I'm not going to like what I find
And there's these parties, but they have people
And you're so pretty, but I'm so awkward
Please just put a gun to my head
Fuck this shit, I'd rather be dead
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