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We're so tired, being modest
I'd go so stupid, be the oddest
So don't excuse it, make a promise
And dance all night

Why can't we confess
A societal sickness
A weight of wonder
That we all ignore

It's not too late
To sate the curious
And be a bit more cringe
Why are we serious?

We're so tired of being modest
I'd go so stupid, be the oddest
So don't excuse it, make a promise
And spread your wings to the starlight

I'd burn the world to the ground
Not a single care at all
Rise from the ashes like a phoenix
Like a phoenix

Why are we all so serious all the time?
Getting angry at random strangers online?
I think I'm ready for a change, to throw away all of these chains
Let's call in a lifeline, a lifeline

It's not too late
To sate the curious
And be a bit more cringe
Why are we so serious?

I'm sick of lying to the world
Pretending everything is fine
I'd scream for hours every night
But yet I'd remain totally silent

Silent...
I'd be silent

We're so tired of being modest
I'd go so stupid, be the oddest
So don't excuse it, make a promise
And spread your wings to the starlight

We're so tired of being modest
I'd go so stupid, be the oddest
So don't excuse it, make a promise
And spread your wings to the starlight