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Description
Insomnia, cats, and dancing alone - a strange cocktail that somehow works better than any antidepressant. It seems like you're alone with silence, but in reality, you're in the company of your own cockroaches, PlayStation, and peanut butter smeared on the floor. And even though it all looks like chaos with the couch, magazines, and random thoughts, it's in this mess that comfort is born: silly “doo-doo-doo” instead of applause from the audience and a couple of purring spectators who are always on the host's side.
Lyrics and translation
Original
Up all day and all night.
I just can't close my eyes.
Could it be that I've seen too much?
Way too much.
They say being alone can be a dangerous place.
But I'm having way too much fun on my own.
When it's all said and done.
I did it for my health.
Could really use some help.
I'll keep dancing by myself.
Just vibing with my guts.
Oh.
Just 'cause I like to be alone, don't mean that I'm lonely.
I got way too much to do.
Sometimes I'd rather be alone, playing Coltrane.
Ooh, has nothing to do with you.
Try to understand. Don't take it personal.
I'll just make it weird because I have to sit with this.
I did it to myself.
-You did this to yourself. -Could really use some help.
Could really use some help.
I'll keep dancing by myself.
Just vibing with my guts.
My guts.
Lemon cars and poison wells.
Peanut butter jelly spread on the living room floor.
Magazines and Ladies Home.
Losing brain cells by the minute.
If you can't hang, baby, I get it.
And if you're not a fan of letting it all hang out.
Ha.
Again in mind,
I see it all the time. Oh.
I did this to myself.
You did this to -yourself.
-I did it to myself.
I did it to myself