Lyrics

I don't even know where to start I'm a 25 year old kid with a broken heart And once again I'm depending on my Art to take my heart and patch it up And it's no way to live my life I know Eyes down, hunched over in my own Picking up each piece as another falls Like a child chasing handfuls of tennis balls Probably some videos somewhere that I saw if I recall When I was searching the world wide web An adventure finding who I am inside Depressed, I need some help I guess I went to a far away land to see a magical wizard And I said "Please, oh magical wizard impart your wisdom unto me" And you know what he said? Did you try turning it off and on again? Just a reminder that that's the world we live in And I think that I need to adjust my settings I can't deny all the fine print on my eyes I'm blind, you done burned my iris out And I won't deny I'm a fool, that's right So why don't we all just go outside? I almost killed myself in high school Excommunicated from my friends for being uncool Got cheated on, just like my mom And my adolescent life crumbled Those things carry less weight now, believe me But whenever I meet someone new I start to unweave Setting the dinner table for myself and all my demons Sometimes when I rhyme I forget about the reason The truth is, I waited too long to write this I know that, I know this, I hate that I'm like this This isn't the same hocus-pocus language I'm writing Most people don't know that I'm hurting, but fighting And I won't lie, there are times I wanted to give up Sometimes I feel like this music is all I'm made of I'm still not sure if I love myself enough But I need to love others too I can't deny all the fine print on my eyes I'm blind, you done burned my iris out And I won't deny I'm a fool, that's right So why don't we all just go outside? Outside, outside seems pretty unwise Why'd I ever go where the sun's bright Wide eyed, I used to be wide eyed and bushy-tailed A goody two-shoes with no clue, I could've failed But now I melt like a crayon under a ray gun I'm an elf at Santa's workshop trying to make fun But I make fun of myself by existing on this planet Comparisons that people enjoy, I'm the barefoot bandit There's been a better day There's been a better year for crying anime tears I float my boat on oceans of my deepest fears I've been accused by lovers of appearing insincere I've been the used and been the user but it isn't clear Which side of the divide I'm on here, (here, here, here) Cheer me up, see my pupil in the light It's like being born again at night I can't deny all the fine print on my eyes I'm blind, you done burned my iris out And I won't deny I'm a fool I can't deny all the fine print on my eyes I'm blind, you done burned my iris out And I won't deny I'm a fool, that's right So why don't we all just go outside? I can't deny all the fine print on my eyes I'm blind, you done burned my iris out And I won't deny I'm a fool, that's right So why don't we all just go outside?
Writer(s): George Watsky, Kellen Mckay Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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