Текст песни A Love Letter to Colgan High School - p4rkr

I can′t find answers to my problems
Not a single therapist can solve 'em
I don′t like to talk about my problems
I just like to make songs about 'em
Sitting on the floor with a razor
On the internet with some haters
Playing music loud, fuck the neighbors
Serving up my time like a waiter
I try to make some friends and I'm trying to pretend
That I′m just another man, I am not some weird ass kid
That′s not like the other kids, I just want to be myself
I just want to be myself and not face a consequence
I don't care how you make fun, it′ll still hurt my feelings
You just crack your silly jokes, never cared how I'm feeling
Yeah, karma is a bitch, kiss my ass, I′m succeeding
You still stuck with basic friends that like football and eating
I better up my life, I try it and I try
But I lie awake at night and I cry, I cry
It's natural for me and I can′t fucking stop
But underneath those tears, is a-a one eyed cyclops, okay?
I-I don't remember writing this, I really don't
I′ve been lonely for some time
Sometimes I′ll break down and I'll cry
And afterwards I look up
To the sky and just ask, "Why?"
Why do I gotta be like this?
Why is this small world so cold?
And why the fuck do I exist? Oh