The Sound of Modesty - In My Head

Hate how the story started
Guy meets girl then they depart
Suits always sell the same insane rose-coloured dream
Young lovers all washed up
Because it's never just enough
To love someone and be without their bodies
And all the boys are down
Cause they haven't found the ones to bite their tongues
Still on the streets catcalling
And all the girls are low
Cause they ain't got a love to call their own
Wishing that they'll never have to start it
Cause in my head it was happy days
But it's never the same
You're never the same
And in the end I've got myself to blame
It's so very lame
Romanticised exhaustion somehow seems appealing
So weave the fiction right before my eyes
When desperate hearts stay blind
And the broken peoples think that they can save unstable minds
To think I'd call these thoughts my own
Can never seem to draw the line
And all the girls are a mess
Cause there ain't nobody to contest yet
Only handsome ones will pass the marking
And all the boys are depressed
Cause every feeling shown just gets repressed
Grow so obsessed when attention's finally calling
Cause in my head it was all okay
It's never been so grey
Can't keep it away
And in the end I've got myself to blame
It's so very tame
Cause in my head it was happy days
But it's never the same
You're never the same
And in the end I've got myself to blame
It's so very lame

Written by:
Yvonne Han

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