3 AM

I will go to a lake and call it the ocean
My legs aren't moving
No I'm standing still
But if you close your eyes
It feels like motion
Feels like motion
I will volunteer to bite a curb
If you will stomp it
I will tell you about my pain
If you promise to stop it
Don't go lock me in and build a fence
Cause I will hop it
Don't go passing Rubix cubes
Because I only bop it
Just pretending that I'm okay
It's 3 AM
And I'm riding up and down the elevator
I never saw the impact of the meteor
But I feel the crater
And I believe that Pluto should be a planet
And I believe that all those goddamn scientists
Should go and fucking can it
Line my shoes up with the cracks in the sidewalk
Wanna make a sandwich but I know that the bread talks
This ain't home
This fake home
These ain't friends
These fakes friends
Or am I just paranoid
Or am I just paranoid