Ben Lapidus - Call Your Mom

When you wake up hungover in bed
The second time this month you'll never wanna drink again
Remember how last night you lashed out at your friends
And left the party wordless with a cloud over your head
Stormed out on the street, bummed a cigarette
Left a couple voicemails that you wish you could forget
The way it was when you were seventeen
Before your heart surrendered and you gave up on your dream
And now you are alone, sitting up in bed
With a pit inside your stomach and a pounding in your head
It's good that you feel sick, it's good that you feel shame
It means you've hit the bottom and you've gotta make a change
La-da-da, La-da-da, La-da-da, Da-da-da-da
La-da-da, La-da-da, La-da-da, Da-da-da-da
La-da-da, La-da-da, La-da-da, Da-da-da-da
La-da-da, La-da-da, La-da-da, Da-da-da-da
Now rise and shine, make yourself some eggs
Take a couple Advil and say sorry to your friends
Clean your fucking room, call your fucking mom
Tell her all the things you need to say before she's gone
Life is really sad but the world is on your side
And no one gives a frozen shit what you do with your life
So do what makes you happy and find people to love
Don't be so dramatic, you have always been enough
La-da-da, La-da-da, La-da-da, Da-da-da-da
La-da-da, La-da-da, La-da-da, Da-da-da-da
La-da-da, La-da-da, La-da-da, Da-da-da-da
La-da-da, La-da-da, La-da-da, Da-da-da-da
Don't be afraid, you're exactly what you fear you are, you are, you are
Don't be afraid, you're exactly what you fear you are, you are, you are
Don't be afraid, you're exactly what you fear you are, you are, you are
Don't be afraid, you're exactly what you fear you are, you are, you are
La-da-da, La-da-da, La-da-da, Da-da-da-da
La-da-da, La-da-da, La-da-da, Da-da-da-da
La-da-da, La-da-da, La-da-da, Da-da-da-da
La-da-da, La-da-da, La-da-da, Da-da-da-da

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