We are sat in a bus stop and you are complaining
About how you haven't written any poems in ages
And I'm sat here wondering how I'm gonna make it
The papers say 'top ten tips on how to make it through a crisis'
Oooooh, oooooh
Scrolling my phone or watching a movie
This shit makes me sad cuz I don't feel like I'm moving
The world is burning and I wanna help
But how can I do that when I can't even look after myself
Oooooh, oooooh

I wanna be just like the greats
Jeff Rosenstock or Cobain
Can't do it cant do it anyway
'Cus I feel numb from doing my laundry
I don't feel like myself
What I'd do to be anyone else
Can't do it cant do it cant do it anyway
'Cus I feel tired from oversleeping

We are sat in a bus stop and we are complaining
About how we haven't written anything in ages
And rent keeps on rising, and I'm barely surviving
The papers say 'young people are 60% more depressed'

Ahhhhh, ahhhhhh, ahhhhhh
Ahhhhh, ahhhhhh, ahhhhhh

Why does it feel like I'm wasting my time here?
Just being alone with my thoughts feels like a nightmare
It's getting harder to sleep and I'm not waking up in bed
My phone keeps convincing me i'd be better off
Dead
Dead
Ahhhhh, ahhhhhh