[Intro]
Goth Boi Clique, yeah

[Verse 1]
Measure me the distance
You might see my wrist slit
Twisted sickness, came in through the back
Got a bag, bitch, picking
Make you mad, you wanna see me bad
But I keep shitting

[Chorus]
I feel so old, so old
So old, so old
I feel so old

[Verse 2]
And I drive fast, but you, I won't catch
'Cause time ain't on my side (On my side)
And you could cling to the past
Smash your foot on the gas
And drive into the light
And I drive fast, but you, I won't catch
'Cause time ain't on my side (On my side)
And you could cling to the past
Smash your foot on the gas
And drive into the light
[Chorus]
I feel so old, so old
So old, so old
I feel so old

[Verse 2]
And I drive fast, but you, I won't catch
'Cause time ain't on my side (On my side)
And you could cling to the past
Smash your foot on the gas
And drive into the light
And I drive fast, but you, I won't catch
'Cause time ain't on my side
And you could cling to the past
Smash your foot on the gas
And drive into the light

[Chorus]
I feel so old, so old
So old, so old
I feel so old, so old
So old, so old