Flying Lotus - Mighty Nothings lyrics

[Verse 1] I'm a fool, boy! George Michael Bluth in the booth, boy Awkward, but eager to prove that I'm not too coy to survive this life, and then die with a girl by my side In these curls, a whole world resides But if the core divides? Crisis My fantasy never ends, that's decisive I've had too many nights when I've stayed up typin', writin' Tryina' fight this virus Tee and shorts, undead, trying to heal, room is silent I'm the only resident, evil lurking in the dark No thrill when you're bored, and it's curtains if you're smart Idle time is a Santa anagram's workshop And he gives toys, if you've been a good boy But this present I don't want to receive, I miss the past Nostalgia's my high, but I admit, it's a trap Admiral Ackbar; So scared of the future Having to act hard, cause, well, it's much cuter Than wearing low self-esteem on your sleeve I'm blue, but she can't have a clue, and no Steve But I sweat her, and I'm green cause she got a man Plus, she prefers light skin, and this is not a tan [Verse 2] A nerd's life With a twist you've never heard, like a scrapped Shyamalan script Bars like a convict Hardest of content to share, cause I'm honest when rappin' So listening back? I'm reminded I ball at times, knowing I'm on my third strike Wondering why I'm not "out", swinging at curves life throws Feeling unsafe at the plate Hoping for a homer; So tired of making mistakes... [Outro] Scared of happy, I could overdose... My apathy's emotional... Laugh at me, as I propose a toast... To the shadows... as they hold me close... My only friends... My only friends... My only friends... My only friends...