birthday, the cake the drinks and the babes.
pour out your sorrows into cups of liquor.
is it worth it can you even hear me
standing with your spotlight on me
not enough to feed the hungry
im tired and i felt it for awhile now
in this sea of lonely.

stop choking me with those typical words,
i have a chesty feeling you'll never understand.

i hope everyone has an imaginary friend,
maybe they'll feel happy :D ahaha