Nick’s 95th Coming of Age

Future what’s it to you
Please leave me alone
I am not some pawn in a masterplan
I’m just feeling lonely, deep within the bones
Maybe I’ve just realized there’s nothing here for me

I can’t pretend that i believe in it all
I’m not usually swayed that easily
It’s getting later than it needs to be
Maybe i should go sleep

I don’t want to feel alone, you should send a sign
Maybe i should read up on this book of yours
But instead i’ll read my phone, no one else is home

Or maybe i should burn your city to the ground
So i know what’s really mine
You see me whistling by the mistletoe baby i do
But i wonder if it’s true