Teenage Cloud Anthem
I don't know what I would do
It could feel like floating through the air
It could feel like floating through the air
And I'm pretty sure that I'm conceited
But I'm struggling just to concede it
And I'm trying to look to the future just to see myself in a mirror
And that's just another way to look at it, I guess
But every time I walk in a new room
I know I'm more or less the same as I was before
(The same as I was before)
(Oh, I don't know what I would do)
(Oh, oh)
And I'm pretty sure that I'm conceited
But I'm struggling to find the reason
And I know I'm back to the same old shit
But at the same time I'm not sure I like what I've become
Watch me, watch me, do you see me running backwards?
Tryna reason through it, but I can't see any patterns
Silly teenage problem
No, I guess it doesn't matter
(No, I guess it doesn't matter)
Slipping, slipping, I don't know about progression
Body in the water, but I'm okay from the neck up
All these new friends, but I wish I never met them
(Yeah, I wish I never met them)
It could feel like floating through the air
(I don't know what I would do)
It could feel like floating through the air
(I guess it doesn't matter)
It could feel like floating through the air
But every time I walk in a new room I know I'm more or less
The same as I was before
It could feel like floating through the air
It could feel like floating through the air
And I'm pretty sure that I'm conceited
But I'm struggling just to concede it
And I'm trying to look to the future just to see myself in a mirror
And that's just another way to look at it, I guess
But every time I walk in a new room
I know I'm more or less the same as I was before
(The same as I was before)
(Oh, I don't know what I would do)
(Oh, oh)
And I'm pretty sure that I'm conceited
But I'm struggling to find the reason
And I know I'm back to the same old shit
But at the same time I'm not sure I like what I've become
Watch me, watch me, do you see me running backwards?
Tryna reason through it, but I can't see any patterns
Silly teenage problem
No, I guess it doesn't matter
(No, I guess it doesn't matter)
Slipping, slipping, I don't know about progression
Body in the water, but I'm okay from the neck up
All these new friends, but I wish I never met them
(Yeah, I wish I never met them)
It could feel like floating through the air
(I don't know what I would do)
It could feel like floating through the air
(I guess it doesn't matter)
It could feel like floating through the air
But every time I walk in a new room I know I'm more or less
The same as I was before
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Writer(s): Devon Karpf, Gabriel O'leary
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