Oh! I had it all wrong I had to rearrange The way I've been thinking I've been judging myself More than anyone else I know the worlds so cruel And it don't need my help I'm a fool, I played along Just like everyone else Is it heaven? Is it hell? Getting harder to tell I'm in a room full of souls And we're all so alone I get home, I get high If I'm lucky I get stoned I get home, I get high If I'm lucky I get stoned Open up your phone And tell me what you see It's your own reality Everybody there agrees See the value in a person Who you know is currency You can learn to be version Of yourself they want to see That's a perfect recipe For depression and defeat Moving forward Only for the sake of productivity Deconstructing my identity For opportunities Just to pop up in your feed Be the first thing you see Like good morning Good morning to you Oh I hurt myself I know you know how it felt I know the worlds so cruel And it don't need my help I'm a fool, I played along Just like everyone else But I'm trying everyday Now I'm looking for help I'm in a room full of souls And we're all so alone I get home, I get high If I'm lucky I get stoned I get home, I get high If I'm lucky I get stoned You make a face Seen a photo of you make as a child Tried to leave home Thought the day would never come Stuck in time I was in 1st grade asking what's the point? Couldn't get a reply Now I hear the song That my mother used to sing every night I will love you still Some things change but this won't I always will I will love you still Some things change but this won't I always will