(A hole is drilled into the skull to release the evil spirits)

It's happening again
Haven't heard much from my friends
Guess I really hope that they'd check in
Made a hole in my head that lets smoke right on in

It's been like this before
But last time it didn't hurt as much
I'd be lying if I said that I coped well with change
And life's changing too much
And I wanna go back

I wish I knew what I had as a kid
When I was fucked up
Watching videos from before my time
In shitty quality of people's lives
And their friends all documented
Through a low view count and Nokia lens

You'd see the phases they grow out of
And the joy they grow out of too
The kids complaining about their problems
Before real problems were issued

Capturing moments
They've probably forgotten by now
You don't know what you got but
You shall when you're old as fuck and you'll deal with it

Pinboards and photographs
Won't fill the void in any capacity
You want a better life?
Well, you can't and won't
And I know that's shitty

Cheap whores and cigarettes
You wanna live as full and best
As possible, it's not possible
You're a pleasure seeker, you're an animal

I wish I knew what I had as a kid
Because maybe then I'd have
Lived when I lived
I once had full control
Spiraled out, it's too late now
No, I can't take the fucking scenic route