Melt.

[Verse 1] I’ll end up forgotten I’ll be okay with that, and I’ll eat candied cotton Don’t even like it, but I’m living, and I don’t like that either, so why take a breather? Neither you or I have an answer to repeated procedure I have a pet Porygon, and it keeps giving me seizures I won't get rid of it, though It’s more like cigarette smoke Not bad, just a byproduct of it... I sorta love it [Hook] Windows up, doors locked, on the hottest day Dozing off into the feelings that I lock away Content to be poorly represented Content that you ignore me, never mentioned, never listened to, I'm feeling you, I get it I'm a plaza of scattered intention I'd rather have a platter than smidgens Is that too much to ask for? Am I too much of something you did not ask for? [Verse 2] I miss Club River Run and the pseudo-independence Listening to Hellfyre Club when I was emotionally winded Excess spendin’... on fast food Roommate-induced bad moods... It’s hard not to romanticize There was peace in not having my naps analyzed Back at my parents' house, starin’ out a window It was all good just a month ago, I’m uncomfortable From homework to home-cooked meatloaf Both are equally poor, but one could be ignored My goodness, I took for granted how I soared through those quaint dorms like a demented, male Storm What a maelstrom; I was blue like Selsun Frantically trying to prepare for when Cell comes And now he’s here... I coulda' been someone