anxiety is sexy
maybe god is just water
this is how i seize the day
my grandma is a disk jockey
this after party feels like home
bitter not sweet
your dad is a dickhead
oh-so-bitter
my brain is a big disco ball
cut off loose ends
fuck it's my birthday
me but with money
we've run out of chemistry
we all like a rude boy
low-weh-veh
cry baby
your dad works for my dad