Lost in Translation

Feeling complete Well, that'll be the day I think I'm such an intellectual But I'm just so inconsequential I think that I'm changing the world When I have nothing to say And I can overthink my way Into a car crash Once I pull the wheel There's no getting my mind back Am I good? Am I bad? And does it even matter? They'll identify my heart by The pattern of the splatter Don't ask me why we don't interact Textbook millennial insomniacs And I've got three things in common with you Brown eyes, self-hatred and Scooby-Doo We wanted to be just like the gang on TV Unmask all our demons And just set ourselves free (Set ourselves free) Just set ourselves free (Set ourselves free) Just set ourselves free (Set ourselves free)