Sleep till 12 p.m.
I hit this news on my alarm
Let's do it again
Roll out of bed around 1.30
Check who I am
Cause honestly I don't remember
My sanity got stuck in December
And my boyfriend doesn't exist
I'm in my hoodie and some sweatpants
Watching Netflix, quality romance
With a little bit of a twist
Not gonna lie,
don't wanna go I ask for the time,
I'd like a box of breadsticks
Ayy,
it's gonna be alright Welcome to actual real life
It's gonna be alright
Da-da-da-da, scrolling through my phone all day
Looking at all these perfect people Your gorgeous thoughts,
oh my god,
bae
And I wonder what would they say If I did nothing to impress them
Would they still be obsessed then?
And my schedule,
*,
do it cracks Sometimes I can't work together
And others I take three or four naps There's no system,
maybe I should get a cool tat
Having dumb conversations with the evil house cat Ayy,
it's gonna be alright Welcome to actual real life
It's gonna be alright I don't think that you would think that I could
really be a pop star But when I'm in my room I'm really feeling like
a rock star Everybody does it,
Sarah Sue still says she
wasn't properly busy Looking pretty for her special long lost cousin
But what you gonna do when you're around
like 82 And you're not looking at the past
Like damn,
this life goes really fast And all that you can remember's you were
trying to be better All these temporary pleasures,
no real memories
To treasure,
ayy It's gonna be alright
Welcome to actual real life
It's gonna be alright
It's gonna be alright Welcome to actual real life
It's gonna be alright