i’m going to university
worked all summer just to pay for this suit and tie
can’t play the part they wanted from me
on the evening bus ready to fly
arrive to the dormitory
tomcats with their days outnumbered in a lifeline
smash cans of beer and energy drinks
ambiance of ‘The Office’ on repeat
and i’m trying

be quiet with a book to read
trying to fit in like we always have
approaching midnight and i like it quiet with a book to read
trying to fit in like i always have

professors seem to have checked out
lessons learned long ago with holes not figured out
crashes through the hallways and in the yards
an approaching tide and it makes it all quiet
with your own brain humming
ambiance of the self without a beat
trying to fit in like we always have
pushing midnight and i like it quiet with a book to read
trying to fit in like i always have

nobody’s a bigger piece of shit than the dean
couldn’t bring myself to attend all the ceremonies
it’s Ohio, crica ’51, and all of a sudden, what the hell, he’s onto me
bombing all my dreams
war drums are slowly revving
tempo of the ripples of every butterfly crushed in a long lifetime
it’s a type of invincibility, on the borderline, it’s soothing me
and i’m trying

be quiet with a book to read
trying to fit in like we always have
approaching midnight and i like it quiet with a book to read
trying to fit in like i always have

and i’m like, trying to fit in, trying to fit in
and i’m like, trying to fit in, trying to fit in

this is a crazy fucking dream
hiccuped by the other dreamers
living like a temporary brother

and i’m like, trying to fit in, trying to fit in
trying to fit in, trying to fit in, trying to fit in