Think too hard too easy to be overjoyed I feel like exploding
I'm unsure if it's unjust to not want to die when everything's alright
Start using seatbelts, washing my hands twice, so excited about life
That I'm convinced I'll die
While it happens
While it happens
You're far I know
I wish I met you on different shores
Blame it on my anxiety
But only you know that I
Fucking hate your guts Jayme