Zach, Stop!

Jazz Cabbage

I don't wanna know what it's gonna be like
When I'm old and when you're old
I don't wanna get out of bed today
I don't wanna stretch my legs
Or go outside and see my friends

This is my body, this is where I live
Guess there are parts of myself I'll have to learn to forgive
It's hard to give you the world when I don't have anything
I hardly even feel like a human being

You were always present but you were never there
It's hard to search for happiness when I find comfort in despair

Zach, stop! Zach, stop!
You're gonna get in trouble! Zach!

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