I just watched the news for fifteen minutes and goddamn am I depressed
and I keep fighting who we are, we've been, we've become
I can't take it
a sinatra song, and I'm bleeding nostalgia again
and my role says I should sit up and take it
but something tells me i should do my best to fight it
oh fuck.

and i just spent an hour on the 55
cause shelby fucking jacobson was on my mind
try to convince her I'm a simple and happy guy
but i just came off as the nervous and neurotic type
somethings wrong my dear, when I don't know if I'll stand here in one year
and i keep having all these thoughts of nihilism and how truth is only relevant, now i can barely brush my fucking teeth

and I'm from southern california where we say words like gay
and i don't mean to offend its just the way i was raised.
because i'm always being hunted, taking stabs for who i am
and i would say i don't care but I'm losing my friends
and being force fed what to believe in like politics and horoscopes and cliche definitions of succes
They're telling me my times up, a big choice
the four year old in side of me just wants to go out and play
and through all this bullshit i just wish that someone would say

Come a little closer we've got otterpops in the icebox, we've got milk and cookies by the tv to make you feel alright.

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