Shut Up

We were a palatable substance
We were a thing that used to make me feel alive
Before I knew that I could never really feel alive
'Cause I found later really nothing
Mattered not to me at least anyway
And everything in me’s screaming «it's okay»
But I can never trust me
The guy from last night just won’t shut up about his feelings
The guy from right now just wants to stare up at the ceiling
But neither wants to listen to anything I’m saying
So I will never trust a mirror person again
Shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up
Enough is enough, just let me go
If it sounds like I’m talking about you
If it sounds like the warnings are coming true
I just started doubting everything I’ve done
Little pieces of the truth inside a song
I used to call it my religion
But I don’t really think I have one anymore
Been pulling teeth just to meet the quota
Keeping up with my friends, looking up to Lola Tried
Just twist it up and turn it into something
But all that comes out is, «It hurts, it hurts, it hurts»
Shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up
Enough is enough, just let me go
If it sounds like I’m singing about you
If it sounds like the warnings are clipping through
I can’t make sense of anything