and this is
the part
where you
find out
who you
are.

You can be the most beautiful person in the world and everybody sees light and rainbows when they look at you, but if you yourself don't know it, all of that doesn't even matter. Every second that you spend on doubting your worth, every moment that you use to criticize yourself; is a second of your life wasted, is a moment of your life thrown away. It's not like you have forever, so don't waste any of your seconds, don't throw even one of your moments away.
I have a bike
I have a car

the fuck you fallin'
in love for?

TELL ME
LOVE,
AM I
PRETTY?

Something great is about to happen to me:
I’m about to love somebody very much

another
night
on
mars

This one goes out to my closest friends
The ones who make me feel less alien
I do not think I would be here if not for them
See all the nights in shitty bars
Throwing up in taxi cars
Or on our backs under the stars
As we sang, as we sing

What's another night on Mars?
With friends like ours
Anywhere is home

This one goes out to my closest friends
The ones who make me feel less alien
I do not think I would be here if not for them
See all the nights in shitty bars
Throwing up in taxi cars
Or on our backs under the stars
As we sang, as we sing

What's another night on Mars?
With friends like ours
Anywhere is home

The Earthlings crawl from bar to bar
Ignoring shooting stars
And grinding all the gears
The atmosphere here on Mars
Oh lord it's quite bizarre
And will remain this way for years and years and years
Yup

What's another night on Mars?
With friends like ours
Anywhere is home...

she never looked nice.
she looked like art,
and art wasn't
supposed to look nice;
it was supposed
to make you
feel something