Hanataro Yamada

Sleepy and thinking about you I don't like how you make me feel like I have to compete You're just so you, and I'm just so me Still haven't seen the DM I sent you Should I just admit defeat? Told myself I wouldn't do this Told myself I couldn't do this Here I am, with you Can't compete with boys who have 5'o' clock shadows And who play the game just to play Ain't my style, ain't for me Maybe one day, maybe never Answer me, I kinda need your response I kinda need to talk to you I kinda need to put all my stored energy into you Just for you to reflect it back to me in a poisonous state I'm used to this, ain't nothin' new Tired of always feeling so damn blue Thanks for liking my picture on Twitter I think about that a lot Talk soon?