drones

So I'm here with a superfan He's been blasting out his own music And I've been telling him to stop And this makes me a superfan Hey guys, so I'm here with a superfan You are a superfan of yourself Funerals and coffee shops and people to meet Sitting in my bedroom picking skin off of my feet Paedophiles and drone attacks and everything in-between The internet is healthy for me My ex, she up and left, she found someone who was more fit She thinks he's really special because he DJs a bit Everyone DJs a bit now, everyone It's fine, though, I could never give that girl what she wants Am I a bad person? Dark thoughts inside my head Who am I to drag you down and burden you with them? So if I call, please just let that phone ring You stay happy and I'll stay sorry for everything