hot chocolate

[Verse 1] Twelve-year-olds with porn addictions Young men with no self esteem Sitting fantasising on the wrong side of a laptop screen Girls who think that all men hate them Men who think girls hate them more Me at nineteen filling the void inside myself by being a whore Niche internet micro celebrities Parents who are out of touch Friends you spend every second with but you don't actually like that much Saying that you'll kill yourself at any minor inconvenience Being taken advantagе of when you were young and inеxperienced [Chorus] What if we make it out of this alive Through the dirt, to the end, you and I What if we make it out of this alive Evermore, more or less, you and I [Verse 2] Physical fights, sleepless nights Vomiting in the toilet bowl Yeah I mights, railway strikes The feeling that you're getting old Comments sections, insurrections Safe spaces and intercourse Poor connection, vinyl collections Mum and dad's first divorce YouTube adverts, little blue tablets Late night outs and big regrets Go on just have its, plastic packets Soaked in someone else's sweat Twitter threads, existential dread Climate change and slipper boots [Pre-Chorus] I don't think I've ever been more depressed, quite frankly But anyway how are you? [Chorus] What if we make it out of this alive Through the dirt, to the end, you and I Oh what if we make it out of this alive Evermore, more or less, you and I [Verse 3] Tongue kissing, shower pissing The same food that you eat a lot After you hit twenty, nobody cares if you are nice or not Instagram DMs, losing friends Getting them back again Doing it for the plot, being hot No more rights for men Eating disorders, closing the borders Hot chocolates and suicide Making "your mum" jokes to someone then finding out that their mum has died Stealing personalities off an app Getting fat, getting thin Trying to find out where the internet ends and I begin (I begin) [Chorus] What if we make it out of this alive Through the dirt, to the end, you and I Oh what if we make it out of this alive Evermore, more or less, you and I (ooh, ahh, I)