On the weekends I forget what I wanted to do
But I had a dream I was being a human being
Then I woke up
And still had no idea what to do
Falling ceilings
They remind me of when I was young
The destruction is confusing like the world was to me
Now I'm standing in the rubble
Checking my phone
Getting out of bed and going off to war
Hands are cold when untangling my earphone cord
Was it as good as it feels like it was
Memories are better than the real thing
I know the future doesn't matter
But I also forget
I wish that I could live
All my lives at the same time
Oh
How it feels
So young