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(Alright, uh, you wanna test me now cunt? Alright, alright, alright, alright, alright Uh, get fucking ready, man I got, i've got my fucking mascara, cunt I've got, i've got my fucking eyelashes on fleek, bro Eyeliner fucking crop top, bruh You want to test me now, right? Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah I've got my fucking skirt You ready? you ready to just go "skrrr"?) Oh, honesty is a bad habit See, i wouldn't die for my sweet I can't even die for me I'm pretty overrated Keep masking my pessimism as wisdom Don't ask vague questions you don't want the answer to, like What is the meaning of life? Who am i? Why do i want to die? Why do i keep clinging on to people i don't even like? 'Cause you're (Trying too hard Oh, you're trying too hard To find meaning Trying too hard To find meaning) This boy lives in a crib in his heart in a closet When he leaves, he gets sympathy he didn't ask for It's hard to hide when everyone sees him Eventually he wished he'd never opened his closet doors 'Cause he realized he's not a person anymore Oh, sometimes your entire world only exists in you're head You can't leave you're home Because you're never alone (They say you're never alone) (Trying too hard Oh, you're trying too hard To find meaning Trying too hard To find meaning Trying too hard Oh, you're trying too hard To find meaning Trying too hard To find meaning)