Life kinda sucks

[Chorus]

Fuck this thing called life

I tried to make it end, but here I am once again

Let's congratulate myself

See, no one gonna clap for a mediocre health

Or a medium size on my biceps, I've been in the gym

And sigh, Pinterest said I will never be like him

So many years to be mid

See people climb a cliff, while I'm crawling out a pit

[Verse 1]

Fuck this thing, they say dating now is cooked

And evidence is people that are fucking by the books

And everyone's so pretty and they're sitting in their rooms

You're also in a room, that means you're failing in your youth

Somebody asked: "What's stopping you from flying to hotels?"

My bowl of instant ramen couldn't answer this as well

The media consumed is likely pushed to some extreme

You never left your home, and there is nothing you ain't seen

[Pre-Chorus]

Fuck this thing, I been sipping on a smoothie

Seven hundred calories, why am I being stupid?

People on the internet say this is not ideal

Now, every time I drink a smoothie, this is how I feel

[Chorus]

Fuck this thing called life

I swear, one more complaint and I'll go punch someone's kid

I'm this close to crashing out, they're lying to get clout

Fill the unaware with doubt, that's a profitable crowd

[Verse 2]

Fuck things that changed to be subscribed

More money for a company, for customer—less rights

So many arts gotten stale

New movies got no balls, it's no wonder that they fail

[Pre-Chorus]

Levels of anxiety getting fed inside of me

Charismatic people having fun, I'm thinking: "Why not me?"

Is it 'cause I'm silently miserable in privacy?

Mirroring a pattern I'm afraid to be the same as

[Chorus]

Fuck this thing called life

I tried to make it end, but here I am once again

Let's congratulate myself

See, no one gonna clap for a medal on my shelf

Or a medium size on my biceps, maybe I can chill

If nobody cares, I will be the one who will

So many years gone to waste

To satisfy a crowd from a made-up fucking place

(From a made-up fucking place)

[Post-Chorus]

It all comes down to what I chase, oh-oh, oh

Sometimes it's not the time and place, oh-oh, oh-oh

I feel like shit, but I'm okay, woah-oh, oh-oh

I'll fake a color out of gray, woah-oh, oh-oh

[Outro]

Na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na

Na-na-na, na-na, na-na-na, na-na, na-na