Overgrown Lyrics

Chewing a piece of gum furiously

I bite the inside of my cheek way too hard

I start to bleed

Chewing on my nails when I'm anxious or bored

I thought I didn't do that anymore

That's the old me

Who will I be?

Who will I be?

Who will I be this time next year?

Who will I be?

Who will I be?

Who will I be this time next year?

I spend my days on Google street view

Looking at towns I've never been to

Scrutinizing through the screen

That yard is overgrown with weeds

Who will I be?

Who will I be?

Who will I be this time next year?

Who will I be?

Who will I be?

Who will I be this time next year?

I spend my days on Google street view

Looking at towns I've never been to

Scrutinizing through the screen

That yard is overgrown with weeds

I spend my days on Google street view

Looking at towns I've never been to

Scrutinizing through the screen

That yard is overgrown with weeds

Who will I be?

Who will I be?

Who will I be this time next year?

Who will I be?

Who will I be?

Who will I be this time next year?

I hope that I'm still friends with you

I hope I don't start to hate all the things the old me used to do

And every song I've ever written is shit

And vomit's dripping through my teeth

I'm feeling nauseous in the backseat