A Quarter Life Crisis – By @j_kburgess

By Jemma Burgess

A Quarter Life Crisis

To the tune of Taylor Swift's song 22It feels like a perfect night to get drunk on red wineAnd post it online, uh uh uh uhIt feels like a perfect night to stuff my face with curryAnd pass out on the settee uh uh uh uhYeahWe're stressed, confused and lonely at the same timeIt's miserable and magical oh yeahTonight's the night when we forget about my tragic life, it's time uh ohI don't know about you but I’ve just turned 25I’m starting to hate my life, what a time to be aliveYou don't know about me, but I bet you want toEverything is not alright, but I’ll just keep dancing like I’m 25, 25It seems like one of those nightsI down tequila then proceed to be sick uh uh, uh uhIt seems like the perfect nightTo start full on crying and end up sleeping at nine.YeahWe're stressed, confused and lonely at the same timeIt's miserable and magical oh yeahTonight's the night when we forget about my tragic life, it's time uh ohI don't know about you but I’ve just turned 25I’m starting to hate my life, what a time to be aliveYou don't know about me, but I bet you want toEverything is not alright, but I’ll just keep dancing like I’m 25, 25I don't know about you, 25 uh uh 25 uh uhIt feels like one of those nightsIt's a quarter life crises.It feels like one of those nightsI think I have cystitis. It feels like one of those nightsIs that a kebab, I gotta have you, I gotta have you ohh, uh, yeahI don't know about you but I’ve just turned 25I’m starting to hate my life, what a time to be aliveYou don't know about me, but I bet you want toEverything is not alright, but I’ll just keep dancing like I’m 25 uh uh, 25 uh uoh,25 uh uh, yeah, 25 uh uhoo, yeah yeahThe End.