August 16th at Mac's Bar.

Yeah, I was going really far,

to East Lansing to hear Eryn Woods sing,

about how I was her lover.

Sisters and brothers gathered together,

All for one cause, 

now and forever.

The Kupcakes are going 

to takeover the Misfit Nation, 

all about devotion and dedication

towards this pretty women from Atlanta,

made to act and entertain 'ya.

Green hair, pretty bows,

yeah, that's how she rolls.

Then,

I was trying to be me,

trying to be happy,

but anxiety took over me.

Consumed me, abused me.

Had me thinking about all these suicidal thoughts,

because my grandma wouldn't stop,

asking me all these questions,

attacking me with mentions,

about how things worked,

and each just made me jerk,

because my vocal cords just wouldn't work.

I took pictures, tried to have fun,

but I felt like I was the only one.

So alone and so lost,

I felt so crossed.

Felt like crying,

but I kept it all inside.

Couldn't focus,

couldn't handle it.

She held my hand,

still didn't understand.

So when she finally got offstage,

I was still locked in my cage.

She tried to help,

tried to understand,

but I was a man then.

When she took me to the merch table,

I thought I would be able,

to speak,

but yet again I was still weak.

So depressed, just didn't care.

I felt stripped and bare.

I wanted maybe one thing,

but I couldn't choose, too much anxiety.

So my grandma picked it out for me,

a tiny bracelet thing with Eryn's name on it.

I got a free single cd with it,

what about it?

Truly, I wanted something to snuggle up with,

cry into it when I'm alone.

Oh, my god, I just want to go home.

During the car ride then,

I really regreted it then,

not having as much fun as I should've been,

drained it all for my stupid depression.

Blew off my maybe only chance,

to see her again.

Now I really want to be dead,

I never want to get out of bed again.