(Fuck these fuckboy bands that can't think for themselves
Let's put away our black clothes and start cutting up our voices
That's what's cool now, right?)
If I wasn't thin and white with blue hair would I be here?
Maybe if I kill myself you'll know I'm sincere
I'll shave my blue hair, burn the rest of two dares
Drop from 'parks like "fuck it, who cares?"
But I'll tell you:
(I resent the party scene with a part of me that's hard to see
It's turned my starry friends to uninspired's lacking symmetry)
Hey, look what you've done now
I'm fucked and hope you're proud
While you follow around
Around, round, round, round
Hey, look what you've done now
I'm fucked and hope you're proud
While you follow around
Around, round, round, round
would
white
while
turned
tried
themselves
thank
teeth
taking
swings
start
starry
symmetry
sincere
since
hands
today
getting
friends
become
earned
dares
black
quick
think
cutting
couple
certain
these
bands
fragile
again
round
cares
clothes
married
missus
catch
hassle
trust
richard
looked
resent
idols
party
voices
lacking
around
lonely
tantrum
excuse
maybe
misses
coming
myself
texts
freaked
mister
fucked
scene
nameless
really
things
follow
people
person
proud
right
shave
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