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Melancholy
I feel so old in a town so young
Kids like me should go out and have fun
But my quarterlife crisis will ask me, "How nice is
This place you're all trying to run from?"
I gave up so long ago
I'm sorry I lost all hope
In a place where space is just time to waste
And what I want is only a joke
I'm slowly going insane
I feel these sixteen years were just a game
And I feel so dumb because I'm uncomfortably numb
Monotonous days see no change
I'm interested in so many things
Like shoes and cars and diamond rings
But I know no one who would give me some
I fly like a bird with broken wings
No one sees the sadness in my eyes
No one's there to kiss away the tears I cry
No one will smile at a girl so vile
So I'm stuck staring at the sky
I guess there's just no light at the end
Of this tunnel full of former friends
I'm a maniac, we'll see, a hypochondriac, maybe
I'm a Holy Water bowl full of sin
So now I lay me down to sleep
Apocalyptic dreams to keep
Me awake in the Empire State
And I used to think I was so deep.
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