I remember nineteen, saying this is the point where it stops
The journey, the destination, not expanded epilogue
Vocal manifestos, come fingertip convictions
Introduce my future self, a living contradiction
Oh no, I'm falling down a hole
Oh no, I'm falling down a hole
Now I'm Jar Jar Binks, I don't give a f**ing sh**
Split myself into three parts with a pay-to-play mechanic
Now I'm a punk band from the sticks, anti-capitalist
Big break, big tour, sponsored by energy drinks
Oh no, I'm falling down a hole
Oh no, I'm falling down a hole
Oh no, I'm falling down a hole
Oh no, I'm falling down a hole
Now I'm writing songs for the sake of it
This one's for all you disenfranchised kids