I wake myself up To bleed this shit out Out of my hazy dream, Lately It's not the first 'Cause time on this earth Feels like an endless gore scream, Baby I hate this town, it's a wasteland Sounds like a fake band Since you left me here in a breakdown Now I'm just a punk, But where's the bright pop vibe? I'm trying to fill all these black holes Cigarettes and more drinks flow In my space I'm chatting with all these cracked souls — All the parts you hate in my heart's place — And I wanna be okay, Not just the shadow of the day! Yeah, I wanna be okay again! And I wanna be okay, Not just the synonym of pain! Yeah, I wanna be okay again! 'Cause I am sick of all this gloom! I'm 29, it's time for me to bloom! I don't give a fuck I'm out of luck And I'm out of tears, Lately It's always the same Pity, sick game And I've lost it again, Baby I hate this love, it's a wasteland Sounds like a fake brand Since you left me here in a breakdown 'Cause I'm just a punk, and you're my bright pop vibe Trying to fill all these black holes Music and many dreams flow In my veins I'm rocking with all my best songs Ripped out the part you hate in my heartblaze And I wanna be okay, Not just the shadow of the day! Yeah, I wanna be okay again! And I wanna be okay, Not just the synonym of pain! Yeah, I wanna be okay again! 'Cause I am sick of all this gloom! I'm 29, it's time for me to bloom!