(Micah Callari)

I've learned a lot since I dropped out of college
I've found out dopamine keeps me alive
Now French horn and MLA didn't cut it anymore
There was adventure for me to find
(And I found it, and it rocked, so then I went home, and it sucked)
Was there even a reason to live anymore
(I act all escapist, but I'm trapped in my room)
Cuz I'm still the same bitch I was before

I swore I'd never pick up a comic book
I just wasn't into it
I swore I'd keep my grip on reality
But something loosened it
Now I dissociate, several times a day
And see myself in a two-tone four panel page
I'm reading comics now, I'm trying new things out
But I don't know how much more that I-

There's static in my room and I hate it (I hate it)
I'm sick but my friends think I fake it (Oh no, no)
I probably picked up something in the city
I'm sitting out this shift, cuz my voice is breaking
I've learned a lot since I flew to NYC
I missed my flight and I wanted to die
But somehow I got the new ticket for free
God answered my prayer and I don't know why

I swore I'd never pick up a comic book
I just wasn't into it
I swore I'd keep my grip on reality
But something loosened it
Now I dissociate, several times a day
And see myself in a two-tone four panel page
I'm reading comics now, I'm trying new things out
But I don't know how much more that I can take

Take apart, take apart, put it back together
Turn the page forever, the story goes forever

(Aw yeah)

The last time I painted my nails had a purpose
I wanted to look my best for the trip
Oh, and look at me now, I'm like a goddamn circus
With the messiest paint job I could get
I might just fuck off and send off my vocals raw
Who would stop me, who's gonna stop me
I wasted all my money for no point at all
Can someone stop me, please stop me

I swore I'd never pick up a comic book
I just wasn't into it
I swore I'd keep my grip on reality
But something loosened it
Now I dissociate, several times a day
And see myself in a two-tone four panel page
I'm reading comics now, I'm trying new things out
But I don't know how much more that I can take

I swore I'd never pick up a comic book
I just wasn't into it
I swore I'd keep my grip on reality
But something loosened it
Now I dissociate, several times a day
And see myself in a two-tone four panel page
I'm reading comics now, I'm trying new things out
But I don't know how much more that I can take

Take apart, take apart, put it back together
Turn the page forever, the story goes forever"