I’m looking for the upsides to these panic attack nights where I’m staying in eating take out food by TV light. I’m trying to play the b-side to this awkward life of mine. You could flip me over, I’d sing a few lines about how I’m so used to shooting myself in the kneecaps, standing in the way of progress, or letting down my friends. So I’m nailing shards of hope together to put something over my head. Cause you know here it’s always raining and it happened again, it happened again. She said, I let this slide when we were younger. You know you don’t have to write like this. The whole world’s full of losers, if you get a chance to win, take it.