green screen

I’m bored It’s late the stores Are closed and I’d explore My phone I have some more Emotions to look for I know you know I know I don’t know you But I can still imagine is that cool? Ooh ooh Sometimes we just wanna be Some melodramatic teens In the feels Make it feel real Maybe like ‘Oh, why won’t you love me’ ‘Why did you hurt me’ (oh no oh no) ‘Why am I hurting’ (it’s drama drama oh no) Things I pretend to have experienced Tell me that I’m sad huh well maybe I really am And now I can’t rewind Come and hit me Oh oh Notes on every string Making each one sting Then it goes again like Ooh ooh Come again Oh oh Kissing the greenscreen Making me feel things Then it goes again like Ooh ooh I don’t know what you mean You say it’s just a screen It is reality for me Sometimes we just wanna be Some melodramatic teens In the feels Make it feel real Building up anticipating Something we don’t know But I will go Come and hit me Oh oh Notes on every string Making each one sting Then it goes again like Ooh ooh Come again Oh oh Kissing the greenscreen Making me feel things Then it goes again like Ooh ooh