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mr. hippster - not every song title needs to be a long depressing metaphor lyrics

i’m just tyrna be something more
than who i am today
i just wanna smoke something more
to help take this pain away
i just wanna be someone else
someone that you cared for
i’m trying to find my happy place
smoke all my feelings away
i’m trying to get lost in my happy place
i don’t wanna be alive today
me and you in my happy place
wouldn’t that be great?

coming in on this track like i have any rhythm
the same way you slithered back to him
trying to remember back then
what was happening
back then we were just kids
and you’ve always found a way
to shed your skin
and i guess that’s how you hid
everything you’ve been through
and everything you thought you knew
what the f-ck is wrong with you?
wrong, with me?
f-ck you, b-tch
i’m the comeback kid
i’m the man from the skit
my life is like a broadway play
that you’ll never have a part in
i mean you’ll still be on set
wondering whats coming next
cause you’ll be so obsessed
you’ll get tickets to the dress rehersal
and the opening night
and the next night
and the night after that
so clearly
my life is so entertaining
you have to be constantly
paying all your attention to me
and all the drugs i’ve been taking
that help make me feel sane
and i’ve been tossed around more
than a half packet of cigarettes
that youre b-mming off the guy at the party
you just met
the liquor helps you remember their name
this weed is the only reason
you don’t play the blame game
thinking everyone else is the reason
you can’t ever seem to catch a f-cking break
and you’re a f-cking problem child
now look at you
trying to choose
which intoxication is gonna mask the fact
that you lose your mind
every time you come down from that high
because reality is kind of a scary guy
me and him don’t really see eye to eye
and he might have made mine black and blue a couple times
maybe if i’d stop feeding people all these lies
or maybe if the voices would let me f-cking sleep at night
without having another nightmare
that makes me so scared i’m petrified
reaching for a knife and my pipe

they say the music comes from your heart
but be careful
cause your mood might reflect your art

the f-ck is up with all these
trash -ss mumbling rappers
acting like nothing f-cking matters
popping percocets and xannies
as if its the key to winning grammies
as if its the key to fixing your sanity
listen
do you know what its like
feeling as if there’s no point to life
by the time your seventeen
holding a knife up to your veins
wondering how easily does blood stain
wishing this pain would go away
popping pain k!llers by the time
you’re a high school senior
i think sometimes we forget to fear death
your mind getting permanently put to rest
shouldn’t be so interesting
do you ever feel like you’re destined to loose?
maybe that’s why i have such a cynical point of view
i don’t think these pills are working in the way they’re supposed to
it’s like i was made in order to make other people
feel good
look better than i ever could
like you’ll always be someones second choice
cause no ones listening
no one cares
it’s like you’re always so close
but just missed it every time
maybe thats just the universe trying to keep me aligned
or maybe i’m just that guy
the guy that was designed
to get tossed to the side
to talk you out of suicide
to try to figure out your mind
then once you’re all fine
you go on your way
and you take all my time
so f-ck it
i guess we’ll all just get high
pop another tab
get lost
trying to find your own -ss

- mr hippster lyrics

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