why reach out when you can fall in? [working title] first draft lyrics

fingernails in my hair, tear the skin

living off second hand dopamine

stake my chest, enjoy the mess

seventeen looks strange on me

[chorus]

it's better to just live than to pretend that

i am better off the way i was before

seventeen looks strange on me so i'll just keep on

pretending i'm the way i was before

teenage dream, up on the screen

city girl, father's pride prescription life, i'll never die

and smoking just to sleep ain't cutting it anymore

[chorus]

don't think i understand why there's fear on my hands

don't think you understand why there's blood on yours

skin under my fingernails, i'm ripping apart at the seams

blood on your hands

seventeen looks strange on me

[chorus]