30

I'm nervous, so nervous

I overeat

I lack a purpose

And I'm only scratching the surface

And I'm not shelved

'Cause sex sells

But how long 'til I'm cancelled

This is 30, fucking 30

I'm still here

I'm still dirty

I made it, I'm a flower

I don't sleep, I don't shower

I masturbate twice every hour (haha, that's fucking disgusting)

And my band's sick

'Cause my head's sick (yeah, okay)

I get drunk and I'm reckless

Stalk my Twitter, stan my bullshit

This is 30

Something is wrong with me

Ah, ah, ah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Hahahahaha

So raise up your glasses to going out of fashion

To acronyms, sex cams and social distractions

'Cause everything's changing, and I don't know shit about shit

I'm older, I've got wrinkles

I still complain, I get pimples

I miss when everything was simple

The sex passed too fast

I ask, how long did your ex last?

I'm fucking worthless

I'm unhappy

This is 30

Yeah!

Ah, ah, ah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

So get off your asses and take down the masses

Socialists, fascists, the world is all plastic

'Cause everyone fakes it

But they don't know shit about shit

You treat me like a baby

Forgive me when I'm wrong

You love me when I'm crazy

I'm alright, but I hate that song

You treat me like a baby

Forgive me when I'm wrong

You love me when I'm crazy

You know my only wish is for a better life

Don't treat me like a baby

And fight me when I'm wrong

Slap me when I'm crazy

I'm alright, but I hate that song