Verse 1:
Minimize my breath
Civilize my head
Middle lies instead
Simple minds not yet
Ready to undergo what I've riddled for all my friends
It'll scribble all over trends, tickle you till you're dead
Can I get a little help from a paramedic
I'm a little desperate
Nobody saw my new message
Or probably didn't get it
And I meant it
When I said it's
Not the personality you need to be accepted
Look at me
I'm a wannabe modeling everything I own and at home
I'm vomiting
Gossiping to all my girls about bottling
Our emotions though we post them on this thing called the internet
Are we winners yet?
I'm kind of upset
The picture I took only got a few likes on it
Can you write on them? It looks kind of eh
And I just bet I need all the image that i can get
Another walking contradiction from masses
Kids inside their classes
Openin up the glasses
Pourin out all their chances
Dreams that'll never happen
Cuz of the acid, wasn't no accident
Advances in the dance hall
Lighting up the candles
Can you see my hand crawl?
Taste a little sample
Sin tastes better when you eat it up in handfuls
So prepare yourself for one hell of a battle
Hook:
So what's a kid to do
When the rest of their friends only care about the view
And instead of headin up they leave too
All battered and bruised
What the hell's the matter with you
X2
Verse 2:
This is a viscious, non realistic, mystic, tale for the misfits who will never get this
Check it out
Cuz when in doubt you can fix it
Up like a stick shift, love when it sticks in
Let me finish, for the record
Greatness cannot be measured
Only felt by the texture, forget all about gender
Colliding with my receptors
My constantly rising temper
Forever
Must we always offend her?
I remember
A time where our innocence
Meant that were little kids
So little then
But middle men
Sold little bits of brittle and
It drove us crazy
We were doing triple splits and dribbles and
Whatever we'd thought quicker end
Don't you ever wish upon a star
And wonder what you are
And tell it your life's hard
Then realize it's bizarre
As people watch you talk
But you know it in your heart
You may have some missing parts
And that's where the questions start
Hook x2
Minimize my breath
Civilize my head
Middle lies instead
Simple minds not yet
Ready to undergo what I've riddled for all my friends
It'll scribble all over trends, tickle you till you're dead
Can I get a little help from a paramedic
I'm a little desperate
Nobody saw my new message
Or probably didn't get it
And I meant it
When I said it's
Not the personality you need to be accepted
Look at me
I'm a wannabe modeling everything I own and at home
I'm vomiting
Gossiping to all my girls about bottling
Our emotions though we post them on this thing called the internet
Are we winners yet?
I'm kind of upset
The picture I took only got a few likes on it
Can you write on them? It looks kind of eh
And I just bet I need all the image that i can get
Another walking contradiction from masses
Kids inside their classes
Openin up the glasses
Pourin out all their chances
Dreams that'll never happen
Cuz of the acid, wasn't no accident
Advances in the dance hall
Lighting up the candles
Can you see my hand crawl?
Taste a little sample
Sin tastes better when you eat it up in handfuls
So prepare yourself for one hell of a battle
Hook:
So what's a kid to do
When the rest of their friends only care about the view
And instead of headin up they leave too
All battered and bruised
What the hell's the matter with you
X2
Verse 2:
This is a viscious, non realistic, mystic, tale for the misfits who will never get this
Check it out
Cuz when in doubt you can fix it
Up like a stick shift, love when it sticks in
Let me finish, for the record
Greatness cannot be measured
Only felt by the texture, forget all about gender
Colliding with my receptors
My constantly rising temper
Forever
Must we always offend her?
I remember
A time where our innocence
Meant that were little kids
So little then
But middle men
Sold little bits of brittle and
It drove us crazy
We were doing triple splits and dribbles and
Whatever we'd thought quicker end
Don't you ever wish upon a star
And wonder what you are
And tell it your life's hard
Then realize it's bizarre
As people watch you talk
But you know it in your heart
You may have some missing parts
And that's where the questions start
Hook x2
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