I Know Space Dinosaurs Do Not Exist But I Still Keep Drawing Them Every Day, What Could That Mean?
don't wanna be a boy with a messy haircut who does your hair and talks you to sleep and i don't ever want to love anyone or have any promise to keep
don't wanna hang with my friends at night discussing what stupid book we've read don't care if it's gonna be alright just wanna dance till im fucking dead
im spinning round on the streets of my town all the lights are blinding my eyes i have a feeling like im gonna drown in all these stupid annoying lies
im tired of figuring out what i wanna do but i know what im gonna do instead just gonna listen to belle and sebastian and dance till im fucking dead
sweet sweet sugar im so deeply depressed i wanna leave this body i think i need some rest from myself and honey don't you follow my steps im gonna live inside a forest where the magic never ends im gonna dance dance dance till I figure something out im gonna dance dance dance till i can feel devout and if this plan never works out im gonna do what i said im gonna dance dance dance till im fucking dead