a love letter to colgan high school

[Verse 1]

I can't find an answer to my problems

Not a single therapist can solve 'em

I don't like to talk about my problems

I just like to make songs about 'em

Sitting on the floor with the razor

On the internet with some haters

Playin' music loud, fuck the neighbors

Servin' up my time, like a waiter

[Verse 2]

I tried to make some friends and I'm trying to pretend

That I'm just another man, I am not some weird ass kid

That's not like the other kids, I just want to be myself, huh

I just want to be myself and not face a consequence

I don't care how you make fun, it'll still hurt my feelings

You just crack your silly jokes, never cared how I'm feeling

Yeah, karma is a bitch, kiss my ass, I'm succeeding

You still stuck with basic friends that like football and eating

I better up my life, I try and I try

But I lie awake at night, and I cry, I cry

It's natural for me and I can't fucking stop

But underneath those tears is—, uh, a one eyed cyclops? Okay

I-I don't remember writing this, I really don't

[Outro]

I've been lonely for some time

Sometimes I break down and I'll cry

And afterwards, I look up

To the sky and just ask, "Why?

Why do I gotta be like this?

Why is this small world so cold?

Oh, why the fuck do I exist?" Oh