"You're so happy now
Burning a candle at both ends
Your self-loving soothes
And softens the blows you've invented

Breathe in deep and cleanse away our sins
And we'll pray that there's no God
To punish us and make a fuss

Crack's healing up
Future soul forgive this mess
You waste twenty years
And wind up alone, demented..."

its almost time
for me to be alone
for me to be demented and unaccomplished
but thats not how it worked out
i'm happy, moving on
getting my feet on solid ground
so fuck you and your predictions
and your ominous bullshitting
and the way you made me feel like i was nothing
next month you shouldn't wish
a happy 20th birthday to me
because i don't need your blessing
for it to be the best i've had yet