Watsky - Letter to My 16-Year-Old Self lyrics

Sup, b**h! Na, I'm just messin' with ya What I meant to say was, "Never give up! Always be yourself." It's gonna s** hearing that over and over as you get older But as stereotypes start with a grain of truth Cliches begin with a boulder And no matter what you're an animal, a born natural So you don't need some motivational speaker a**hole Feeding you reheated inspirational corn ca**erole You magical ba*tard! Get it through your brain, inject it in your vein Get infected with the strain The strange idea you're a reflection of the greats who came before More than science Our body's our history's oldest appliance We're piggyback riding the shoulders of giants Which is how we survive when the ceilings keep getting higher And the light bulbs keep burning out We learn by word of mouth And when your time has pa**ed, don't drag each other down Cause being a crab in a bucket is mad lonely Be the crab escaping from crab prison Who creates a crab rope out the window made only of crab homies Cause we're in this together Future you is just past you with new molecules We shoot the old ones out follicles And hair is dead cells, so our faults get shed well Meaning our parts that are hard to adore Get mopped up on the barber shop floor In other words Although you often don't remember people's names Or are at the center of attention at all the wrong times And spend, roughly, six hours a night on your side Watching Boy Meets World reruns You are capable of outgrowing that bullsh** I'm aware there is doubt I don't believe in hell, but I believe in my parents' couch You're gonna get depressed sometimes You're gonna have weeks where you don't feel like eating Where gravity is working overtime like it's afraid of getting laid off And you can barely lift your fork to your mouth And you are going to have a choice Do you wanna see this world as ugly, or beautiful? Wanna know what I think? Well go f** yourself! This is my poem And I think the universe is great It's like God just chucked a bunch of candy into space And Earth is a jawbreaker So it doesn't matter if you've got the biggest mouth You can't just chew the world up and spit it out You've gotta savor it From the grandest to the blandest nook and cranny Every crooked alley, every mountain, brook, and valley From Candyland to Cali That's been stamped by Rand McNally Ordinary is outstanding! So don't be impressed by mere miracles And FYI, looking like a crusty hippy doesn't make you spiritual You're gonna have to climb through a thorny mess of Contradictions, underground rivers, and sometimes What you love the most will cause your biggest problem Because you know what's awesome? World peace And you know what else is awesome? Catapults And that's just the goddamn truth This world is so confusing But you're gonna be fine You're gonna be fine