Tonight, my mother said that I
Should never go outside
That I should run and hide
Donate my brains to charity
A one, two, three
So, I'm lost in the supermarket shopping for my sense of self
I wandered down the aisles tryna figure out where I disappeared to
What will I adhere to? And what could I appear to be?
And maybe I'm with the strawberries, alone on the shelf
Because they breathe and bleed, and they sweet like me
They hold my hand and they make it seem that right now
In this moment, I don't need to be afraid
Tonight, my mother said that I
Should never go outside
That I should run and hide
Donate my brains to charity
I, I'd rather go blind
Than to look into your eyes
And tell you that I lied
Donate my brains to charity
So I made myself sad 'cause I feel comfortable here
So I made myself mad because I don't want to steer
To be off the rails is to live without fear
But when you start feeling nothing, nothing becomes clear
So, please speak, please laugh, please dance, please cry
Feel every fuckin' tear that falls from your eye
'Cause to feel is to breathe and to fear is to be free
And to be free is what it means to be successful to me
Tonight, my mother said that I
Should never go outside
That I should run and hide
Donate my brains to charity
I, I'd rather go blind
Than to look into your eyes
And tell you that I lied
Donate my brains to charity
And now, here alone
That I put into my phone
Love, I'm never coming home
Donate my brains to charity
I just feel that I'm not real
I've got my hands on the steering wheel
And if I crash, I'm made of steel
Donate my brains to charity
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, yeah
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Yeah, tonight, my mother said that I
Should never go outside
That I should run and hide
Donate my brains to charity
I, I'd rather go blind
Than to look into your eyes
And tell you that I lied
Donate my brains to charity
(La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la) And now, here alone
(La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la) That I put into my phone
Love, I'm never coming home
Donate my brains to charity
(La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la) I just feel that I'm not real
(La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la) I've got my hands on the steering wheel
And if I crash, I'm made of steel
Donate my brains to charity