I'm thinking about becoming a negative person
Everything just seems easier that way
I could stop ignoring the overwhelming evidence
That life is shit and it's gonna get worse everyday
Bliss is the ignorance of children and of fools
Who was I to think that I was subject to different rules
Maybe it's correct to be a bummer
All the bummer people I know can't be wrong
You are gonna think the new me is so intelligent
When I tell you why I hate your favorite song
No one gets to keep that kind of sunshine in their eyes
You can fight it for a long time
But it still dies
I used to think that everyone was just trying their best
Sometimes I think maybe I still do
I think I may have become a negative person
But thinking something doesn't make it true