July

There's a thousand different ways to live But not a single motherfucking reason to exist That's the American dream That's the American disease 'Cause you believed everything they told you You bought all the shit they sold you About success and happiness But now the stress and emptiness Encapsulates the way you think The way you dress The way you sleep The way you just want all of this bullshit to end 'Cause it's all just a scam But it's all that I am now I'm just waiting 'til it's all over 'Cause if you ask me, being happy's overrated You found me dead in a parking lot In a nightmare I had last month Man, it seems like my subconscious Is dreading going back to all of this Why am awake? It's 3 A.M. These kids are still dancing to shit EDM I don't fit in here I shouldn't have come here I hope my mother forgives me I just broke down in a fucking bathroom at Wendy's And frantically called her, and told her: "I'm sorry" I guess this semester just got the best of me I'm just waiting 'til it's all over 'Cause if you ask me, being happy's overrated You found me dead in a parking lot In a nightmare I had last month Man, it seems like my subconscious Is dreading going back to all of this You thought you came here to learn (You came here to die) You thought you came here to learn (You came here) Last Fall, I watched as all the leaves died And I think I died a little too 'Cause you know I feel most alive in June and July And, yes, I really still blame New York for making me this way And I know I'll be okay for now I just need a way out