Testo HIGH/BYE

Growing up is like growing into a plastic mold 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've been trying
To get out of this grey space, 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 a.m. '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 and 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
Grab another beer 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

About being bi?
Do you still get high?
And oh fuck, the years have gone by
But you don't say, "hi"
Lie about being bi?
Do you still get high?
And oh fuck, the years have gone by
But you don't say, "hi" anymore