I don't really remember who I am
I'm just pretty sure
I'm not who I'm supposed to be
I have this little group of somewhat fans
That I alienate with each new release
Just like the friends I've had
since second grade
Degraded as my vanity and pain choked me
I feel like I died in third grade
and I'm just haunting the people I know

I don't fit in anywhere but people think I do
It's harder now to compensate
with a humor that's untrue
I don't fit in anywhere
so please don't think I do
'Cause it's harder to be true
than to just be you

I've gotten lost before I've even begun
Sifting through sonic ideas for the one
That feels new, inventive and fun
But still sounds like something
that I would've done
Like I like alliteration 'cause it's fun
But I can't seem
to make it sound any less dumb
I've run out of lyrics to write
And I'm losing more traction
with each shallow line
My quips are quickly
creating qualms in my quixotic life

Minor keys haunt me in my sleep but sometimes
The best feelings scare me
Minor keys haunt me in my sleep but sometimes
To keep your time you've gotta be scared awake

Minor keys haunt me in my sleep but sometimes
The best feelings scare me
Minor keys haunt me in my sleep but sometimes
To keep your time you've gotta be scared awake