What have we done? Oh my god.
What have we done? Oh my god.
This is really happening,
you've never looked so bored.
Can you feel my fingernails? They've never been so
short.
It's hard to lay a golden egg with everyone around,
It's hard to stay inside my head, when words keep
pouring
out.
Like starlight crashing through the room, we'll lose
our
feathers.
Yes, I know it hurts at first,
but it gets better.
It gets better.
It gets better.
We'll get
better.