You said, "No
It's not just a little different"
At this point, I hope I don't
Wife up or have any children
Shining things mean nothing
Smoke, my lungs black and blistered
Mapped out the dead skin and hair, we're old
At least that's how it feels
We won't be okay, and I know, fuck it
(It's not just a little different)
You're not in control
No one expects any good
To unfold
Feel I'm already a ghost
Stay awake for nothing now
Not rich enough to make a sound
(Hey, hey)
(Whoa!)
You'd say, "No
It's your fault if you're indifferent" (it's not just a little different)
Then what should I do? I'm broke
Whoever says, "Pull yourself up by the bootstraps" is a fucking joke
(It's not just a little different)
You're not in control
No one expects any good
To unfold
Feel I'm already a ghost
Stay awake for nothing now
Not rich enough to make a sound
Comatose
Burning inside of my home
Lose all hope
Dying at 30 years old
Stay awake for nothing now
Not rich enough to fix myself
Or anything else
♪
Speaking low do
What I'm told those
Steel tipped boots with
Broken toes, oh
It's not just a little different (it's not just a little different)
Don't wife up or have any children
You're not in control
No one expects any good
To unfold
Feel I'm already a ghost
Stay awake for nothing now
Not rich enough to make a sound
Comatose
Burning inside of my home
Lose all hope
Dying at 30 years old
Stay awake for nothing now
Not rich enough to stick around
(Whoa, whoa)
(Whoa, whoa)
(Whoa, whoa)
(Whoa, whoa)