I Think I Got It Wrong

Marina strove for too much identity in a bad falsetto she sang and it was American; So America, America, let us switch roles... let me speak to you... These are my years, and I am beginning to realize that I cannot waste them waiting. America, America, listen to me, today I sat in a trampoline and drank lemonade and looked at the moon and I am beginning to realize I need to start making my own mistakes. It is not fear that makes me submissive, but rather perfection and the past, there are quotes on my ceiling, I sat on a stack of papers while the toxins built up in our bodies The world has to be ending so who cares if we're dying?