8 Ball

I can meditate all-day But I still wanna kill myself You guys really don't understand What alone means You're loud and you're stoned And yes, I'm alone But I'm not lonely I got these new-age problems, yeah They don't exist You can tell me I'm in trouble but I must insist Your eightball fucking lied to you You won't grow up, you have no clue We're rotting from the inside out I can't catch up, I have my doubts I have my doubts I have my doubts Quickly now, get it out, get it out 'Fore the feeling dies If I've got such a great life Why can't I realize? I just stretch and I moan and I sit on my phone And I waste it away And I guess that's okay If we all say Hey! It's not me Your eightball fucking lied to you You won't grow up, you have no clue We're rotting from the inside out I can't catch up, I have my doubts I have my doubts I have my doubts Oo, oo, oo (Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na) Oo, oo, oo (Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na) Oo, oo, oo (Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na) Oo, oo, oo (Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na) Your eightball fucking lied to you You won't grow up, you have no clue We're rotting from the inside out I can't catch up, I have my doubts I have my doubts I have my doubts Oo, oo, oo (Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na) Oo, oo, oo (Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na)