1, 2, 3, 4 The afternoon, the afternoon Roll fuckin' selfies to fall away From what you've always wanted to be The afternoon, the afternoon Roll fuckin' selfies to fall away Still not mistaken You can't keep on wasting your time Yeah The stuff you love best Is a total mess The blinds are a thing And take the fuckin' pain The stuff with so much more Stuck in this place You're free from pain Now you have to get up and go Forget all you know Stop living your life You can forget all you know And start living your fuckin' life *** it all, fight yourself