Party with a part of the music industry
I guess it was a nice chance
To make some contacts and

Lots of bands with lots of good clothes and friends
and gosh, all the hair
they had still on their head!

Some things make you feel like you're
lifted up and some things make you feel
like you’re right there on the ground

I wasn’t floating among satellites
I was right there,
with a beer in my hand.

And I felt so much better than anyone,
and I felt so much more unhappy than anyone
and I felt more of a genius than anyone
and I felt so much more like killing myself than anyone
and oh I just went back home.
And I didn’t feel any better when I wrote this on my phone.

Look at us we’re singing in English
but we’re totally Dutch
I’m disgracing myself!

I don’t mind as long as I’m in the sky
but when I’m right/down here
It makes me feel ill!

And I felt so much smarter than anyone
while thinking all these kind of things while they were having fun
while they were being selected, 'act of the year'
while Moon Moon Moon was sitting in the corner drinking his beer,
And oh I just went back
And I didn’t feel any better when I wrote this on my phone.

[weird organ solo traveling through space]

I felt like sabotaging my whole life,
so I didn’t speak! And when I was spoken to...

I spoke with my whole ♥️ and if there’s one thing I know,
if you’re too honest, they will go

I tried hard, I tried hard to be more fun but the pretty girl
serving drinks was killing me!

A white t-shirt, if you hear this, the one with the white t-shirt
please give me a call: o six five four nine seven seven eight nine o

And I felt so much better than anyone
and I felt more unhappy than anyone
And I felt more alone than anyone
and I felt more obsessed with myself than anyone
And oh I just went back home
In my bed, I wrote this down on my phone.

[weird piano searching for his place in the song]

I haven’t been my best self!
With the grumpy faces
And the wishing to rot in hell

I haven’t been my best self!
With the grumpy faces
And the wishing to rot in hell

With my ex gf, ignoring me
And my friends never quite getting me
I’m in a danger, a danger of believing myself
It is what happens when you never talk to anyone else
I’m in a danger, a danger of becoming the man
Standing in the corner hating everything that he can
I haven't been my best self
(Oh, and now I’m in my bed)
(I don’t want to see myself like that ever again)