30

I'm nervous, so nervous I overeat I lack a purpose And I'm only scratching the surface And I'm not shelved 'Cause sex sells But how long 'til I'm cancelled This is 30, fucking 30 I'm still here I'm still dirty I made it, I'm a flower I don't sleep, I don't shower I masturbate twice every hour (haha, that's fucking disgusting) And my band's sick 'Cause my head's sick (yeah, okay) I get drunk and I'm reckless Stalk my Twitter, stan my bullshit This is 30 Something is wrong with me Ah, ah, ah Yeah, yeah, yeah Hahahahaha So raise up your glasses to going out of fashion To acronyms, sex cams and social distractions 'Cause everything's changing, and I don't know shit about shit I'm older, I've got wrinkles I still complain, I get pimples I miss when everything was simple The sex passed too fast I ask, how long did your ex last? I'm fucking worthless I'm unhappy This is 30 Yeah! Ah, ah, ah Yeah, yeah, yeah So get off your asses and take down the masses Socialists, fascists, the world is all plastic 'Cause everyone fakes it But they don't know shit about shit You treat me like a baby Forgive me when I'm wrong You love me when I'm crazy I'm alright, but I hate that song You treat me like a baby Forgive me when I'm wrong You love me when I'm crazy You know my only wish is for a better life Don't treat me like a baby And fight me when I'm wrong Slap me when I'm crazy I'm alright, but I hate that song