I’m done with all that self-improvement talk Anxiety, weakness, all the dark inside me I’ll just live with it all, every single part There’s anger, frustration, hating that guy Even those messy feelings about wanting someone All of it, every bit—painful and empty Shove it deep into that pitch-black box inside me HEY! Are you boiling over, restless, kid? If you can— With courage smaller than a knife, stab into yourself There’s no real “Chapter Two” waiting for you Life stays stuck in Chapter One forever HEY! Listen to me A parade of pretty words everywhere Not a single piece of trash in the shopping mall Even the filth and ugliness on screens Gets turned into entertainment But that’s what’s actually real, isn’t it HEY! Are you boiling over, restless, kid? If you can— With courage smaller than a knife, stab into yourself There’s no real “Chapter Two” waiting for you Life stays stuck in Chapter One forever HEY! Listen to me A parade of pretty words everywhere Not a single piece of trash in the shopping mall Even the filth and ugliness on screens Gets turned into entertainment But that’s what’s actually real, isn’t it That scary movie I stayed up to watch Maybe… that’s what I really want after all
