Wish the World Away

Today I wished the world away from inside my flat
 And almost made an Instagram account for my cat
 I want to dance and strut
 I want to pretend
 That this week-old Pizza Hut
 Is not my oldest friend
 But, you know, with the sky falling down
 In six months we'll all live underground
 And I think that's where I'll thrive
 I've been training all my life
 Assuming I'm still alive
 And there's at least a decent wi-fi connection
 All this teenage misery
 Except I'm almost 23
 But I complain and whine
 Only like half the time
 Yeah things are sort of fine
 Now that you are mine