Why not try to empathize or just to live a day of life? There are only so many ways that I can masturbate in a single day I've got twelve hours of anime is it okay to waste New Year's Day? Should I be composing? Improving? Exposing? or generally avoiding wasting away before I'm thirty six without romance or tricks to make me feel sane? I would die for one goodbye which made me feel less dignified, for you to see my choice in life, to have the chance to just drop by The thing about irony is that it makes you believe you're fine To watch and critique while the people get chic for their pop culture shrines But what they don't tell you when you're seventeen and your friends say "Hey, no, fuck the man! They're so weak!" is that life is too short to be trying to sneak in your interests - go love what you love, be a geek! Or try to be cool in the crowd of your friends - approval's not everything but boy it helps When you're sitting alone on your couch on your phone checking twitter to see if your friends think you're funny and you send out a cry for help through a tweet, a haiku about something that you think is neat which is veiled in your loneliness - am I the only?ness, should I be sitting at home on the phone?liness, only to see that your effort has gained you one single like from a friend who can see when you're down off your feet and says it'll be fine Why not try to empathize, or just to live a day of life without trying to analyze why you're not feeling satisfied?

Fire up the elevator, come with me Do the mashed potato, that's the way to be inside Feelin' kinda lonely so I take a peek Fuzzy striped pajama pants on my feet, untied Hey, Gabriella, whatcha doin' tonight I'm a hot dog with a 3 AM flight Grab a Pepsi-Cola, won't you take a bite for me Sliding to the right until the sun comes up Melt me down some chocolate, won't you fill my cup with love Maybe she's a no-show but my ego's fine Stroke it up and down 'cause it's the number nine above Hey, Gabriella, will you feed my fire? Make yourself the ashtray of my burning desire? Do the hokey pokey and the stakes get higher to beat Hey, Gabriella, whatcha doin' tonight I'm a hot dog with a 3 AM flight Grab a Pepsi-Cola, won't you take a bite for me credits released November 28, 2016

There's an animal we love to eat that clucks and bucks and has two feet; it has two wings and doesn't even fly. It found its way into our hearts by being friendly with tasty parts. We're talking 'bout the holy chicken. The holy chicken The holy chicken The chicken is a friend to us that's also finger lickin' The holy chicken The holy chicken We're talkin' 'bout the holy chicken.

Yeah I wanna say goodbye to you because you treat me like a piece of poo And if you knew how I felt, maybe it'd be different and if you knew how I felt, maybe then you'd see and if you knew how I felt, maybe then we'd understand each other, but we don't, so leave