lyrics:
In case the Melkweg hears this:
I think I broke the toilet paper dispenser machine
in the first stall from the left, I thought it was a good idea
to pull the roll with all my power but then the whole thing collapsed down on me. Let it be known that I’m willing to pay for it if it is truly broken. You can contact us on
moonmoonmoon@mail.com

Oh, it’s been more than a year
since I was at the Popronde Pre-Party drinking a beer

And I was willing to kill myself and everyone there
but tonight at the Melkweg I was happy to be there in the crowd
and the music was loud and I drank my wine from a smuggled plastic ice tea bottle
I thought: "I need to write the ending of this journal entry season here tonight”

I think less often of you
Then I did back then
You should see me now standing here with actual friends and

I think that I can be happy
I believe that people can be happy
And I am planning on spending most my years that way

There was one moment
I was standing all alone against the wall in the hall
and I had left a girl I liked with my attractive mate
so I could stand in the distance and carefully and passionately hate
them for what they were doing to me
I recalled what I read on some online psychology website
I am sabotaging myself because I don’t think I deserve it and there was this one question:
"is there someone still lingering around in your head?” yes, of course, there’s someone lingering around in my head!
and then I hated everyone who passed me by for not trying to talk to me while I was dying
and then I pulled up my hoodie and I was thinking the shameful thought that maybe people will recognize me
as songwriter Mark from Moon Moon Moon and then they’ll think "o my god he suffers just as much
in real life as he does in his songs" and that made me feel weirdly good, but not in the right way
but I continued this stream of thought by telling myself that maybe I was placed on earth
to make art, and not to have friends or lovers, or any fun life experiences
and all of this might have had something to do with the size of the ice tea bottle that I was still drinking wine from
and maybe also with the cheapness and the sweet taste of said wine that I bought from the Albert Heijn earlier that evening
And I felt myself spiraling down as I had been doing for eight journal entries long

They say I should think less about you
and that kind of kills me
But we shouldn’t be hanging around in the past

I think that I need to be happy
I believe that people can be happy
And I am planning on spending most my years that way

I almost ran to the exit
But then I saw the people of the band Donna Blue
And I saw Chris Moorman, Mischa, and everyone
Who had been so nice to us during the last 3 months

And I took off my hoodie and I started mumbling to myself
But I know it’s never to myself, and I never waited for an answer
because I know it will not come and then I said I need to say goodbye to you for once and for all, I need to end this season here tonight.

I think I’m finally seeing
The fucking finale
Roll the credits and please no open endings

I think I’m ready for new characters and sceneries
And postseason discussions on Reddit:

"Who had he been talking to?
Was it a faceless entity, maybe a love he knew?
Who was he singing all night long to?
Under the stars and under the moon?"

When I sang about the Mercedes Benz
and all the fake accounts of Dotan’s fans
Did you think I was funny? Did you think I was a genius?
I think that I might have been trying to make you see that

I put my whole life on display
So you could see that I was not okay
But here I am, and I’m finishing what I started.

And now I’m lying in the living room of Stef on an inflatable mattress
And I am thinking of what good could come the coming time for all of us
And how I no longer can rely on bad feelings to save me from being a 25-year-old
Because maybe I will be an uncle next summer and I need to be there
And how I’m sure I can be happy

I’m pretty sure that people can be happy.