Awkward

I've got style

I work harder than anyone

And I can do it while I'm having fun

Yeah I'm a get, I'm a get, I'm a get, get better

I want to be, I wan't to be somebody

I'm gonna be somebody, I'm gonna be somebody

Now, now, slow your roll, keep your head low

Your life is a joke

Don't make this awkward

Lay back in the fold

Can't make it alone

You're too fucking old

Don't make this awkward

Now and then, I get a little bit full of myself

And start dreaming, I can't help it

But you're a friend, you keep my feet

On the ground and my head out of the clouds

Show me how to doubt myself

And who knows where

I'd be without you

Now, now, slow your roll. Keep your head low

Your life is a joke

Don't make this awkward

Lay back in the fold

Can't make it alone

You're too fucking old

Don't make this awkward

(The belief is a burden and a crop

Now the dream is only a memory)

Cry, mine is mine, I clamp my head

In the crease of a familiar smell, I think the tree is a thief

I'm fryin everything that incubate and ever was

Simmer fifteen rips before I croak and die

I flipped that maggot out

I sniffed that dragon's brew

I say I'm feelin when everyone is on my side

We think we're relevant

Hey, we think we're being admired

Now and then, I get a little bit full

Of myself and start dreaming, I can't help it

It's slipping into this

All of you, all the heads inside the hole of cause

We're getting intimate

It's a flu, in a vein

How do we disconnect from the arm?

Am I a fool not to run?

Your nicotine in my lungs

How can I trust anyone but you?

Now, now, slow your roll. Keep your head low

Your life is a joke

Don't make this awkward

Lay back in the fold

Can't make it alone

You're too fucking old

Don't make this awkward

(The belief is a burden and a crop

Now the dream is only a memory)