I got tan and I don't like it.

25 years and my life is still
Tryin' to get up that great big hill of hope
For a destination
I realized quickly when I knew I should
That the world was made up of this brotherhood of man
For whatever that means

And so I cry sometimes when I'm lying in bed
Just to get it all out what's in my head
And I, I am feeling a little peculiar
And so I wake in the morning and I step outside
And I take a deep breath and I get real high
And I scream from the top of my lungs
"What's going on?"

And I say, hey-ey-ey
Hey-ey-ey
I said hey, what's going on?
And I say, hey-ey-ey
Hey-ey-ey
I said hey, what's going on?

And I try
Oh my God, do I try
I try all the time
In this institution
And I pray
Oh my God, do I pray
I pray every single day
For revolution

And so I cry sometimes when I'm lying in bed
Just to get it all out, what's in my head
And I, I am feeling a little peculiar

And so I wake in the morning and I step outside
And I take a deep breath and I get real high
And I scream from the top of my lungs
"What's going on?"

and here's a cringe version of me singing it right now
I really hate posting my voice anywhere especially when I'm singing, but fuck it it's my birthday I want to try and not be a pussy for a single day

OK, let me my trace my steps
Pour a drink, let's recap the sequence
One minute, you're swigging on a green tea
Next minute, floating on a pillow in a den

From there, it gets a little hazy
Like a camera out of focus, shaking
Slow motion in the club free-falling
Through my seat, hit the floor transforming

Undergoing complete metamorphous
From a moth caterpillar to a chrysalis
Spinning in a silken house like a spider spins a web
I'm a well-known insect

Bye-bye, Shanghai, I've become a butterfly
Born again overnight
Bye-bye, Shanghai, bye-bye, my life
Born again overnight

look at my fucking hand bruh

to cut my hair or to let it grow long, that is the question.

these are my collarbones fyi

واقعاً معجزه‌س درست زدم

wow, I was much more confident about my appearance as a teenager than I am now...

I'm not sure but I think I was around 14 when I wrote this

برمی‌خیزد در رؤیایم گاهی کابوسی
ره گم کردم در دریایت از بی‌فانوسی
الا ای بت پیش رو، به رفتنت بگو
که با صدای تو
ترانه‌ای شگفت و طرح خنده‌ای شکفت
به جان عاشقت که در سرودنم
لبم جز تو نگفت
جز تو نگفت
جز تو نگفت

باور کن نازنین نیمه‌ی من
از تو شد آتشین هیمه‌ی تن
بی‌تنت، در رگ هر ترانه‌ام
در همین شاعرانه هم
تاریکی می‌تازد به پیش
به پیش
به پیش

به رفتنت بگو که با صدای تو
ترانه‌ای شگفت و طرح خنده‌ای شکفت
به جان عاشقت که در سرودنم
لبم جز تو نگفت
جز تو نگفت
جز تو نگفت

چه خاطراتی زنده شد با این آهنگ.

باورم نمی‌شه امروز تموم شد و من هنوز زنده‌م.

Vows are spoken
To be broken
Feelings are intense
Words are trivial
Pleasures remain
So does the pain
Words are meaningless
And forgettable

واقعاً خوشحالم که فارسی زبون مادریمه و می‌تونم سعدی و حافظ و فردوسی بخونم و بفهمم