Fuck Everything
Woke up feeling like I've been crying in my sleep again. I'm chewing on all these insecurities, I've got a mouthful of other peoples opinions. I swallowed all of their expectations, another failure of an artist trading insincerity for all of these fucking false harmonies

But we don't have to let it, so let's not let it fuck everything up for us

I'll keep singing the same old songs and I'll keep playing the same old chords, it's always other peoples words that describe my feelings better than my own. But we'rе making money, and we're spеnding money on things we don't really need or want, we're buying all the things that fuck with us

But we don't have to let it, so let's not let it fuck everything up for us

Nah nah nah nah nah