1. |
Anniversary
02:17
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All those things that you want me to do
I hope you know I want to do them too
But I just can't
Overcome the feeling that I'm wasting something
Another year and I still got no money
And I know you'll put it aside
And I know someday this shit will be behind us
You'll move on and then you'll find somebody else
And I'll be stunted and alone
And if we're holding out for something better
All that I can do is maybe let it go
I'll just it go
I won't believe it when I know
And I know we never planned to go
Too long after the fun was over
All our expectations were for show
Because experiences come and go but
No one wants to be alone forever
No one will ever fill the hole
And time is never gonna slow
I'll be just another memory informing your brain chemistry
If someone doesn't sit me down and talk some sense into me
That's just something to think about on your one year anniversary
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2. |
Two Hands
02:04
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You know, we got two hands
And it's better than one hand
And I'm better with your hand
Tucked away in my own
Cause I didn't understand
That I'm useless without you
Until I was without you
Until I was alone
Yeah we had two hands
But I forgot all about that
And I just walked out and left you alone
And I know that you told me
Every end's a beginning
That tumult is needed
In order to grow
I wouldn't be so scared to be so all alone
If I had never known that I was not whole
But since you've been with me
I've learned I'm demonstrably
Deficient when it's just me
So maybe don't go
Cause we had two hands
And it's better than one hand
And I'm better with your hand
Tucked away in my own
Cause I know that I did bad
And I feel bad about that
But I'm not about that anymore
Yeah we had two hands
And it's better than one hand
I'm better with your hand
Tucked away in my own
Cause I didn't understand
That I'm useless without you
Until I was without you
Until I was alone
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3. |
In This Economy
03:01
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I want it all and I want it cheap
I want it shipped in two days for free
And maybe the workers don't get to sleep
Or spend any time with their families
But that's not my fault
I need my things
Don't need a job, they just need a gig
To pay the bills until they automate it
Until they're one of the billions left
With nowhere to go and no reason to live
What next?
I'll be sorry I asked.
Capital, our shared delusion
The only thing we all believe in
And I know that no one's lunch is free
But it shouldn't be a fucking privilege to not have to go hungry
It went to shit so gradually
Nobody knows how it's supposed to be
And one day we'll just have the BuzzFeed lists
To recall what it was like when we were kids
Forget the things that we gave up
To get it faster or to save a buck
It was us who invited them in
It was us who invited them in
It was us who invited them in
It was us who invited them in
Capital, our shared delusion
The only thing we all believe in
And I know that nothing comes for free
But I just can't afford to live or die in this selfish fucking country
I've been here before
And it's just that what we're waiting on's not here
And you'll miss it when it's gone, I know
But we've got our whole damn lives to pay off all their fees
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4. |
White Noise
03:15
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7:55 pm
You used a plectrum as a psilocybin fun dip stick
After feeling pretty bad again
For no reason, just so sick of this self-pitying
It's been droning
Always going
For as long as you can remember
You'd be amazed at all the ways you can convince yourself you care
7:45 am
You're lying wasted on somebody else's pull-out bed
But you breathe a little easier
Knowing that nothing counts for shit, someday we'll all be dead
And it's been droning
Always going
As it seeps into the idle air
And with time it stands to reason that you'll just forget it's there
This is the sound of white noise
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