Hello sun
It's me again
I woke up from the slumber of the dead
I kind of wanna go back to bed now
I really hate how bright the sun is
But one day, it's gonna shut off on us
And I'm gone say, "Sun, what the f*ck?"
Depression creepin' in
It's lookin' pretty dim
And I've got 55 different people on my mind
Will they answer their phones?
I know they got the new iphone
And I'm still on my flip phone
So how do I call up their phones?
Depression creepin' in
It's lookin' pretty dim
And I just wanna say bye to my nana
She's slowly dying
Don't even know if she'll remember my name
Dementia prone
I might be next and that's insane