Euphraxia

Life of a suburban kid, existentialism
I never cared much for esoteric shit
He said, "I ain't got no real thoughts."
I could use some Adderall in my green tea
Some ice up in my soy milk
I keep an angel on my shoulder, a devil in my head, he said
Violate the bounds of platitude
Violate the bounds of platitude
Who do I do it for?
Who do I do it for?
I hope I do it for you
Hope I do it for you
Try to fight the numbness
Still don't have an answer
Figure when I die, it'll make sense
Maybe God will answer, until then
I'm drowning in this world of platitudes
Feel like I'm drowning in this world of platitudes
Why do I do it for?
Why do I do it for?
Baby, I do it for you, oh
Baby, I do it for you, oh
Little red man live in my head
Play around in my dreams
Come alive in my nightmares
Ate on my rambles
I'm hoping that you heard me
Hoping that I'm heard
If you're not careful, they'll take scissors to my mind
They'll take scissors to my mind, snip, snip
Now do it for you
Tell me what you want from me, yeah
For you
Tell me what you want from me, yeah
Baby, I do it for you
Tell me what you want from me, yeah
For you
Tell me what you want from me, yeah