Two weeks, they said
That'll surely slow the spread
But it's 2023
And 'till last year, they locked us in
You'd think I've grown
After all this time alone
But compared to how I'm now
I think I liked me better then
Everyone I know got famous
I'm still in Momma's basement
Still really lame, just sadder
And I can't fucking take it
Two weeks is fine
Just the right amount of time
I said three years ago when I would fantasize
When the world stops ending, I
Ima be out in LA
Ima make myself a name
When the world stops ending, I
I'll be blowing up so fast
And we'll be taking off the masks
But now I'm seeing faces left and right
And all the while
I'm crying, still hiding mine
When the world stopped ending, I
Thought it was all supposed to be over, right?
Right?