Called out sick two days in a row/
Manager's a **** he don't even know/
Oh when it's all said and done, done, done/
All that matters is that we had some fun/
So just hear me out, take my hand, please/
Forget my wallet, never remember my keys/
None of that today, no we don't need it/

Outside the Sun hides behind comfortable tufts of white/
On the ground sits stacks and piles of fallen vanilla/
Days are wasted when you don't think twice/
But it don't matter when you've got someone to make you feel so right/

On the edge of post modern discomfort/
The sky looks twisted when you feel like ****/
Trying to speak but all that comes are little words/
Blue inside but the outs are burned, turned red/
Beaten down by the gentle pecks of the birds/
All I ask is for a little but of overhead/
Let me just stay here in my bed/

I just want another go
I just want to let go
I just want to see
I just want to be

Things seem so cheap
Things make it so I can't sleep
Things never seem to look up
Things always make life ****

I told you why
I told you I'd fly
I told you it'd end
I told you I wouldn't bend

But it's all good
But I'm alright
Because in this neighborhood
Everyone loses sight

You say you hate it
And you hate all of that
But what you feel isn't black
Only love is all red and that
Is what makes it vibrate
Along the shore, through the water
Everything draped in red and black
Because black and white couldn't cut it

Things seem so sickly so sound
At the same time, what an anomaly
Opposites truly do, they seem to attract
It's simple science, it's basic math
Just look up and down is right below
Like your heart as it sits beneath your pillow
Look me in the face and tell me it's true
Look in my eyes like you used to

Everybody's like oh hey it's John
When you gonna turn your light on?
Do you have a cloud to lay on?
Where's that feather pillow you punch on?
Do you know what path you've turned on?
Oh get over it come on, come on

When the sky turns purple turns red
Nothin seems right up in my head
Fly away, leave, go, but I've already fled
What was it that day you said?
About those balloons that were made of lead?
I can't think no more in my bed

Oh well, oh well, can't do nothing bout it
Wanna climb to the roof and shout it
This door has closed ain't no doubt about it
What a pretty girl if I've ever seen it
The way she talks, my inside she burns it
Owner of my heart, never thought I'd say it

When everyone feels
Entitled
To
Everything
In the end
Nobody
Gets
Anything

Wake up
Take a deep breath
And tell yourself
What you're worth
Is just the same
As the person
Next to you

At the end of the day
Everyone
Is the third wheel
No one
Deserves
The world
While people
Look on
With nothing
In their mouths
But their own
Withering
Tongue

Oh, Anxiety
You **** me
Over and over
With no warning
You show up
With open arms
I've got no luck
I see you every day
Wouldn't mind at all
To simply walk and talk
Without misstep or fall
And forgetting all about you

Anxiety, Anxiety
Where from do you come?
Why can't we
Ever seem a little smarter than dumb?
Killing my core and my head
Dropping my body as it turns to lead

Oh, leave it be
Let it go, carry on
You can see, you can see
Capable of some love and fun
Things are never all right
But they're always fine
You're never completely tight
But you always pace the line

You know what I know
And I believe it to be
What you make it show
Makes it all seem so free
Everything is dandy, dandy

Comical in your use
Of overcomplication
Phases and phrases
I never get all the information
You open your mouth to speak
And close it just like that
Never ceases to make knees weak
You can make the mountains flat
With your vibration
What a sensation