I've Gobbled All The Peels

I Discard The Fruit

I'm The Only One Left Here And I'm A Sour Patch Kid

Something About Here Is Making Me Hate Me Something About Here Is Making Me Hate Me Something I Can't Put My Finger On

Something I Can't Put My Fist Through

It's Not Like This Is What I'm Trying To Do

It's Not Something To Prove Or Nothing Better To Do

No Reason To Stay Is A Good Reason To Go