What do you like, what do you like
I don't know, it depends
I mostly like honest people
What do you like, what do you like
I like to f*ck off
And slip away inside my head
I don't know why I talk to myself
Instead of writing poems
But they'd still be on my scale
I don't know why I keep talking alone
Why I laugh in my own face
Maybe I just like to laugh
I like, I like, I sometimes love being alone
The kind you choose to chat with yourself
The kind that doesn't hurt and you can mute
The kind you can pull out like a thorn
I like, I like, I sometimes love being alone
But I hate screams when they won't stop
When emotions throw me into a raging sea
When missing myself makes me drift
What do you like, what do you like
Silently writing a letter
What do you like, what do you like
I love staring at the neon
And telling myself maybe
Someone somewhere at the end of the world
Is thinking at the same second about the same thing as me
Someone who rambles a bit for nothing
Just because it feels good to think about anything
I like, I like, I sometimes love being alone
The kind you choose to chat with yourself
The kind that doesn't hurt and you can mute
The kind you can pull out like a thorn
I like, I like, I sometimes love being alone
But I hate screams when they won't stop
When emotions throw me into a raging sea
When missing myself makes me drift
I love silence so much and I don't trust time anymore
Hard to say, it's just what I feel
And I see the past and the future getting tangled
Seconds stretch and everything plays out in the present
I like, I like, I sometimes love being alone
The kind you choose to chat with yourself
The kind that doesn't hurt and you can mute
The kind you can pull out like a thorn
I like, I like, I sometimes love being alone
But I hate screams when they won't stop
When emotions throw me into a raging sea
When missing myself makes me drift
When missing myself makes me drift
When missing myself makes me drift