Teenage Malaise

<p>Blessed hedonist What's there to think about Stomach hits the couch Gracefully again</p><p>Reading on the web Self-hatred at the bookends And it'd be a godsend If I ever outlive this</p><p>Teenage malaise Buried in sheets for days Teenage malaise Burnt out for days</p><p>Finally leaving the house Memorized your voicemail Far from disrepair Not the charred sheep I am</p><p>Guess I'm turning back Tried to conquer the abyss But drowned myself in it You're the reflection in my backdrop, honey</p><p>It'd be a godsend If I ever outlive this</p><p>Teenage malaise Buried in sheets for days Teenage malaise Burnt out for days</p>