Some Aliens
I don't really get you at all
You drive me crazy, up the wall
I know your friends, they think so small
Those people are empty and they talk so droll
They're oh so dull
This party's a joke
You think you've had enough
[?] kids who're running out of luck
And I'm insecure, but not that fussed
And you said I really ought to try to loosen up
Can't you figure me out?
It's okay, I guess I never really fit in anyway
Fit in anyway
Can't you figure it out?
I pretend
When we're hanging out I feel like an alien
I feel like an alien
I don't really care much at all
I'm apathetic and I can't recall
Why I just gave up
It was so long ago
You're always drifting on to the next big thing
Hoping that you might feel alive again
Really, what's the point?
It always ends
But you said I oughta try and lick my wounds again
Can't you figure me out?
It's okay, I guess I never really fit in anyway
Fit in anyway
Can't you figure it out?
I pretend
When we're hanging out I feel like an alien
I feel like an alien
Oh
There's nothing left
All of your friends bore me to death
There's nothing they could show me that I don't know
And I won't game the world to lose my soul
Maybe I'm just too obsessed with philosophy
But darling don't you know you're lost because you're free?
So leave your scene
And come with me
Leave your scene
Go, leave your friends
Let's be aliens
So leave your scene
Go, leave your friends
Let's be aliens
You drive me crazy, up the wall
I know your friends, they think so small
Those people are empty and they talk so droll
They're oh so dull
This party's a joke
You think you've had enough
[?] kids who're running out of luck
And I'm insecure, but not that fussed
And you said I really ought to try to loosen up
Can't you figure me out?
It's okay, I guess I never really fit in anyway
Fit in anyway
Can't you figure it out?
I pretend
When we're hanging out I feel like an alien
I feel like an alien
I don't really care much at all
I'm apathetic and I can't recall
Why I just gave up
It was so long ago
You're always drifting on to the next big thing
Hoping that you might feel alive again
Really, what's the point?
It always ends
But you said I oughta try and lick my wounds again
Can't you figure me out?
It's okay, I guess I never really fit in anyway
Fit in anyway
Can't you figure it out?
I pretend
When we're hanging out I feel like an alien
I feel like an alien
Oh
There's nothing left
All of your friends bore me to death
There's nothing they could show me that I don't know
And I won't game the world to lose my soul
Maybe I'm just too obsessed with philosophy
But darling don't you know you're lost because you're free?
So leave your scene
And come with me
Leave your scene
Go, leave your friends
Let's be aliens
So leave your scene
Go, leave your friends
Let's be aliens
Credits
Writer(s): Caleb George Karvountzis, Clancy Alexander Bond, Sean Adrian Mullins, Aldrie Yamin
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