HIGH/BYE

Growing up is like growing into a plastic mould you don't fit in but at the same time you're being torn limb from limb and you can feel the walls crushing your skin like a vacuum being attached to a plastic bag you're watching yourself shrink from within And I've been so compliant I keep lying I been trying to get out of this grey space between two lives but everybody's dying did you lie about being bi? do you still get high? and oh fuck the years have gone by but you don't say hi anymore real life is too understimulating for my generation stopping at the shops at 1 am cause I forgot to eat again and you guys all went to uni and made loads of friends and did loads of drugs and I stayed at home and I got a job now I'm staring at my phone waiting for a call did you lie about being bi? do you still get high? and oh fuck the years have gone by but you don't say hi anymore I thought I could see stars out of my window but it turns out that it was light refracting out of somebody else's home onto tiny raindrops tiny droplets of water trying to make the faintest impression on people the faintest impression in an ocean did you lie about being bi? do you still get high? and oh fuck the years have gone by but you don't say hi anymore Walking to work and there and men spitting on the floors knocking on doors standing outside the pub cigarette in one hand beer in the other nothing ever happens here and nothing ever will and find a will to live it's a safe space painted with faces grey but no one ever makes it out of here alive anyway did you lie about being bi? do you still get high? and oh fuck the years have gone by but you don't say hi anymore