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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