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