Pilot

Hey
My name is
Well
It doesn't matter anymore
My clothes are on the floor and I'm tired of being bored
And I miss you
But it hurts to tell you that
Because it reminds me of the fact that this life is all I have and I won't get it back
I'm tired of being me
This place is all I have but it's the thing that's killing me
I'm so messed up
I know
I wish that you could see every color in my dreams that makes me wish that I could be somebody else

Oh just you wait we'll waste your time
We are your
Thoughts of giving up
Thoughts of moving on
So why don't you stop trying to make me smile
Because I am
Tired of moving on
Tired of giving up
Tired of making sense

Join the chaos my friends
We are on a trip that never ends
Endless purpose we share and care for all we dare
Hop aboard the new ship
Life's a dream and everyone's a trend
You can choose to join me in all of this meaninglessness

Hey
Sorry I'm late
I couldn't make it to the show
Yet it seems like I was there ten thousand years ago
When I met you
There wasn't much to say
Because all the things that came to mind would never quite explain what was happening
I'm far too young to die
But sometimes people cheat on me and make me want to cry
But it's ok
I'm happy
I have everything I want
There's music playing in my head that keeps me here to be bought by someone else

Oh just you wait we'll waste your time
We are your
Thoughts of giving up
Thoughts of moving on
So why don't you stop trying to make me smile
Because I am
Tired of moving on
Tired of giving up
Tired of making sense

Join the chaos my friends
We are on a trip that never ends
Endless purpose we share and care for all we dare
Hop aboard the new ship
Life's a dream and everyone's a trend
You can choose to join me in all of this meaninglessness

Nobody knows what's coming round
Nobody knows

Sometimes I find myself in all the shit you laid
For an unlucky stranger
In your backyard
Woo ooo Woo ooo Woo ooooo
Woo ooo Woo ooo Woo ooooo
But always believe in everything so that you're always right
But you're still wrong I'm playing the last card
You're such a joke but what do I know
Cliches are what keep you on the payroll
I know that nothing really matters anymore
But could you hold my hand for just one more time
I'm better off alone
I'm better off alone



Credits
Writer(s): Cade Crider
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