That fuck
He woke me up
And now I have like second hand anxiety
Why did you release a song at 10pm?
Why?
Why did my brain tell me to look at my phone to see it?
Go to bed!
It’s probably nothing even to do with him
It’s just another thing to sing back
It’s not like I don’t worry regardless of whatever the hell is going on over there
A regular nothing meaning kind of song
Nothing deep
Very
I won’t say that
Nothing meaning kind of songs aren’t bad
Just not something I can sink my teeth into and create from
Well it’s not like he owes me inspiration
Man I wish I had a drink right now
Knowing he doesn’t care and providing him my opinion anyways because, well, he asked everyone
バカじゃないの?自分が。
It always feels so relevant
For no reason
Nothing real comes from anything
So it really doesn’t matter
Need to sing myself a lullaby
Maybe if I wait an hour
Saturn will sing one for me
I know where I’m not wanted and yet, there I am
Can I just fast forward to morning without one more night of the same dreams over again?
The day is still on repeat
The similarities just blurred into the scenery
Bring me a moment of calm to fall asleep to
You should have known better
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