[Chorus]
When you're that awkward party at the party
And nobody acknowledges that awkward guy
You can't fault that you’re a fly on the wall
Cuz ain't nobody being smart tonight
You can't fiction a fake vision or frame flippant phrases
Fickle and fake, phone in the face, but ey
All you gotta do's say fuck em and hide
But you had promised to go out tonight

[Verse 1]
You ain't the life of the party at all, face it
You stay posted on the wall, you're faceless
Apparently it's silent and stoic intimidation
They ain't know it but you're trying to cope, you can barely take it
Cuz you'd rather be at home on your couch
Lying comatose and going through your phone phone til you've found
A dope meme to show peeps while joking around
Hold please...but there ain't no one around
See everybody's of the social variety
But your social anxiety owns your focus entirely
So it throws you in emotional irony
You're alone and you're tired, but lonely hoping your life’ll be
Full of revelry, friendly festive fantasy
Tethered dreams, get it? It's nothing more than reverie
In the depth of your head you're meant to be
But your head can be your own worst enemy, guaranteed

[Verse 2]
You go to gigs with your bros, but then your hope sinks
You don't think that it's dope because you don't drink
You know your thinking is prone to overloading
The folks singing their song, but no you don't sing
It's all negative, ocean of false premises
Soak in it all, Getting you groping for y'alls medicine
You're in your head again, knowing it's all relative
Forcing a soft deadened commotion, it's called "giving in"
You'd better bet that you've been a bit of a downer
Stress, in essence a mess, and it's getting louder
An empty pessimist tendency tends to tower
You can't see anything, anything but the crowd in that
Tunnel vision, and what you're thinking is something wicked
You're calm and clinical while envisioning, thoughts are vivid
But fog is thickening, cough and quiver, a fall, submission
It's all repetitive, all regretted, a wrong decision