They're probably doing coke

I'm inside drinking it

Music and lights and grinding

Music and small spaces and turning

Throwing back shot after shot

As I throw back chip after chip

Instagraming pics of their gorgeous fun

I'm trying to take a decent self

A huge group of friends, all together

I might Skype my best friend for 3 hours

Crawling into bed with a random person

Crawling into bed with a stuffed seal

Thinking about their awesome sex

Thinking about my favorite singers

They have a million lives

I just have one, and I don't do anything

Somehow, I'd rather stay like this