Headphones

A photo of some pen-and-ink line art. A WIP of Waylon Smithers listening to his .mp3 player, trying to unwind after a long day. It's the song I picture Smithers listening to after he arrives in Plateau City in my fic "The Unfolding of Waylon Smithers."

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Cinderella's gone to New York City
Wants to shave [his] head and disappear
18 years of never feeling pretty
Says [he's] finally thinking clear
Ain't too proud to swim or drown now baby
Ain't too proud to sink or see it through

[He] said
Everybody wants to be with me
I got all I need (all I need)
I feel invincible with my headphones on
Everybody posed for magazines (oh)
It's all just noise to me (noise to me)
I feel invincible with my headphones on
Oh (my headphones, headphones)
Oh (my headphones on)

If anybody comes around to find me 
If anybody asks for me [he] said 
Tell 'em all I'm in the deep end singing 
With this music in my head
Ain't too proud to swim or drown now baby 
Ain't too proud to sink or see it through

[He] said
Everybody wants to be with me
I got all I need, 
I feel invincible with my headphones on
Everybody posed for magazines 
It's all just noise to me 
I feel invincible with my headphones on
With my headphones on
I feel invincible
With my headphones on

People talking in their sleep
Can't see the forest for the trees
It's all scratch ticket lottery 
Brave new world, same old crowd
Good things whisper, bad things shout
But I don't hear 'em now 

[He] said
Everybody wants to be with me
I got all I need (all I need)
I feel invincible with my headphones on
Everybody posed for magazines (oh)
It's all just noise to me (noise to me)
I feel invincible with my headphones on
Oh (my headphones, headphones)
Oh (my headphones on)