Текст песни Easter Egg

Would it be worth it to write songs About everything I’m not? I could invent a thousand problems And tangle myself up in the knots Because people only like the boys in bands Who’re plagued with troubled thoughts So give me, give me problems Cut me out for this job Everybody just thinks that I’m falling apart At the seams and I can’t believe That they’re all wrong about me My band and I could play along Forging anxious 3 minute long Laundry lists of problems But for some reason that feels wrong To act unstable To turn the tables On myself and everyone Myself and Everybody just thinks that I’m falling apart At the seams and I can’t believe That they’re all wrong about me Would it be worth it to write songs About everything I’m not? I could invent a thousand problems And tangle myself up in the knots Life's not perfect but I won’t let that define me And I won't play along with the trending anxieties Like I say, when I say I'll be something you're not I'll be what all the people want I'll be something you're not Just give all the people the truth Which has nothing to do with you Everybody just thinks that I’m falling apart At the seams and I can’t believe That they’re all wrong about me Or if it’s just me and everything's bad And it’s all falling down to finally come true Then they were right about you