Loser

Snow flurries and wind chimes
Idle hours
So much AirPod use damage in my brain
Subway music
I see bodies hanging from streetlights

I see bodies hanging off of streetlights
I see bodybags and sacks of cotton

Life is high
Is fine
Yeah

I'm having fun that's all that really matters
Silence is a sin
Watching skaters skate
Home of the brave
I'm turned up by myself
Always by myself