Don't mind me, I'm just tryna get through All these people who think they know what I wanna do I'm sick of people being awful to each other I'm sick of people boasting about who fucked their mothers Was it you? My crown of thorns quickly turned into flowers I think I'll stay here for a couple more hours I'm sick of the 1% I'm sick of how they run everything I'm sick of people being told Oh, how they should run their lives What they should and should not like I'm sick of you When you think that its okay To like it when I'm sad When I'm clearly trying to better myself But I'll be fine It's best not to think about these things sometimes