July

There’s a thousand different ways to live
But not a single motherfucking reason to exist
That’s the American dream
That’s the American disease
'Cause you believed everything they told you
You bought all the shit they sold you
About success and happiness
But now the stress and emptiness
Encapsulates the way you think
The way you dress
The way you sleep
The way you just want all of this bullshit to end
'Cause it’s all just a scam
But it’s all that I am now
I’m just waiting 'til it’s all over
'Cause if you ask me, being happy’s overrated
You found me dead in a parking lot
In a nightmare I had last month
Man, it seems like my subconscious
Is dreading going back to all of this
Why am awake?
These kids are still dancing to shit EDM
I don’t fit in here
I shouldn’t have come here
I hope my mother forgives me
I just broke down in a fucking bathroom at Wendy’s
And frantically called her, and told her: «I'm sorry»
I guess this semester just got the best of me
I’m just waiting 'til it’s all over
'Cause if you ask me, being happy’s overrated
You found me dead in a parking lot
In a nightmare I had last month
Man, it seems like my subconscious
Is dreading going back to all of this
You thought you came here to learn
(You came here to die)
You thought you came here to learn
(You came here)
Last Fall, I watched as all the leaves died
And I think I died a little too
'Cause you know I feel most alive in June and July
And, yes, I really still blame New York for making me this way
And I know I’ll be okay for now
I just need a way out