Hollywood Fever Dream

I get home on a Tuesday night
Check my phone for the millionth time
There's that freshman who's having a kid
Did you hear that senior is doing time
I sit and judge and I hold a grudge
Walk to the store through snow and sludge
I text you just to see what's up
You text back, say you've had enough

Nothing's ever built to last
I don't wanna pray, I don't wanna fast
Everybody wants to explode
But they don't wanna feel the blast
I don't wanna be here
I don't wanna hear a sound or be real
Nothing's ever built to heal
I don't wanna pray, i don't wanna feel

I wake up and I go to work
My head is numb and my body hurts
I clock in and I fake a smile
I clock out and I go berserk

Nothing's ever built to last
I don't wanna pray, I don't wanna fast
Everybody wants to explode
But they don't wanna feel the blast
I don't wanna be here
I don't wanna hear a sound or be real
Nothing's ever built to heal
I don't wanna pray, i don't wanna feel

I wake up and I check my phone
I see my friends but I'm all alone
I lay in bed and I watch my life
And I get high on 50 likes



Credits
Writer(s): Jonathan Harper
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