[Lyric] Intro (Weekend Friends)

Do you have any dreams?
Dreams, well, like future dreams
Yeah
No one's ever asked me that, I got a secret thing I'll show you, [?]
What is it?
It's just better if I show you, [?] always said not to show you
How is this your dream though?
Well, that's not the dream, [?]
[?]
Did you hear that?
It's so fucking crazy
You're so good at so many things, you'd do anything you wanted to do, you're good at anything that you do, is there something else that you want to?
So what? Why do you have to fucking make money off your potential?
Look I'm not even saying you have to make money off it
What does even potеntial mean? What does that mean, potеntial? Potential for what? To turn it into what?
What's it like to be alive in that room right now
Well, I'm spinning, drank too much, I got drunk, had sex, [?], sometimes, I think like I've felt everything that I'm ever gonna feel, and as time goes on, I'm not gonna feel anything new, just lesser versions of what I've already felt
What you got ain't nothing new, [?], can't stop what coming, ain't no waiting on you
I'm fine, never felt better in my life, [?], like that one? it's an old one of my dad's, he used to say that all the time
We rip out so much of ourselves to be cured of things faster than we should that we go bankrupt by the age of thirty and have less to offer each time we start with someone new. But to feel nothing so as not to feel anything - what a waste
What a waste