I hate that I’m always the one who has to start the conversation. I’m always the one who calls you to hangout and I’m always the one that cares the most. For once, I just want you to do something for me. Do it for me, not because I asked you to but because you wanted to.
A lonely number like root three
The three is all that’s good and right,
Why must my three keep out of sight
Beneath the vicious square root sign,
I wish instead I were a nine
For nine could thwart this evil trick,
with just some quick arithmetic
I know I’ll never see the sun, as 1.7321
Such is my reality, a sad irrationality
When hark! What is this I see,
Another square root of a three
As quietly co-waltzing by,
Together now we multiply
To form a number we prefer,
Rejoicing as an integer
We break free from our mortal bonds
With the wave of magic wands
Our square root signs become unglued
Your love for me has been renewed
Life’s too short to even care at all oh
I’m losing my mind losing my mind losing control
These fishes in the sea they’re staring at me oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
A wet world aches for a beat of a drum
Oh
If I could find a way to see this straight
I’d run away
To some fortune that I should have found by now
I’m waiting for this cough syrup to come down, come down
Uhh ch ch ch ch
Life’s too short to even care at all oh
I’m coming up now coming up now out of the blue
These zombies in the park they’re looking for my heart
Oh oh oh oh
A dark world aches for a splash of the sun oh oh
If I could find a way to see this straight
I’d run away
To some fortune that I should have found by now
And so I run now to the things they said could restore me
Restore life the way it should be
I’m waiting for this cough syrup to come down
Life’s too short to even care at all oh
I’m losing my mind losing my mind losing control
If I could find a way to see this straight
I’d run away
To some fortune that I should have found by now
So I run now to the things they said could restore me
Restore life the way it should be
I’m waiting for this cough syrup to come down
One more spoon of cough syrup now [x2]
i’m in my second year of college and so far I can’t seem to get anything right in my life. I can’t focus on school, a job, or be with my friends. I am a stranger in my own life.
(Source: Spotify)
Today I’ve seen a side of you that I’ve never seen before. I always saw you as my protector but now not so much anymore.
I’m actually really self-conscious about my appearance, but I act like I’m narcisisstic so that nobody knows I actually hate myself.
