IT’S TIME FOR THE SHOW!
Happy, free, confused and lonely at the same time
we’re literally random people around the world sitting on the internet telling bad jokes to each other why the fuck is this the most important thing i’ve got going on
i’ve only made about 3 friends in real life and like 8 of them talk shit about me
Time won’t fly, it’s like I’m paralyzed by it
I’d like to be my old self again, but I’m still trying to find it
After plaid shirt days and nights when you made me your own
Now you mail back my things and I walk home alone