(A hole is drilled into the skull to release the evil spirits) It's happening again Haven't heard much from my friends Guess I really hope that they'd check in Made a hole in my head that lets smoke right on in It's been like this before But last time it didn't hurt as much I'd be lying if I said that I coped well with change And life's changing too much And I wanna go back I wish I knew what I had as a kid When I was fucked up Watching videos from before my time In shitty quality of people's lives And their friends all documented Through a low view count and Nokia lens You'd see the phases they grow out of And the joy they grow out of too The kids complaining about their problems Before real problems were issued Capturing moments They've probably forgotten by now You don't know what you got but You shall when you're old as fuck and you'll deal with it Pinboards and photographs Won't fill the void in any capacity You want a better life? Well, you can't and won't And I know that's shitty Cheap whores and cigarettes You wanna live as full and best As possible, it's not possible You're a pleasure seeker, you're an animal I wish I knew what I had as a kid Because maybe then I'd have Lived when I lived I once had full control Spiraled out, it's too late now No, I can't take the fucking scenic route