My life is boring right now
Devices, devices
I’m hoarding devices
And they beep and sing
And are the only one who talked to me today
Throw back
A friend who faded away really liked this band
Off into her own world
Something about me doesn’t stick to people
Who was I going to talk to today anyways?
I wish I was free
Free to meet someone who cares
But it’s so far away
Every day I move through this space much the same
How to be known?
I wish I could see
Ah but it’s pointless
And disruptive
How I wish I could take hold of his heart
But it’s far too late
It’s over
I loved him and he was supposed to notice me
Far too late for being noticed
Sheesh I’ll wrap myself around any sound these days
It’s the fault of the love
So it’s not my fault, right?
How it wanders
I wish I could sing this to someone
But of course that someone would have to speak Japanese
All along has my place somehow been somewhere I’ll never fit?
The want to go home
Satoko she said
Unmistakably, you were born here in a past life
The way my soul relaxed as I looked over Tokyo
My little chunk of it on the Shinkansen
I should have taken the money and ran, eh?
Sorry Tomorrowland
I’m stuck here
At the second to last end of the day
After all
I’d get there
And then what?
See, he’s nothing without you, and I’m just nothing
Being content with having faded away
Oh you don’t know what you’re wishing for
Once upon a time
Being gone
While still being right here
I essentially don’t exist
My connections to nothing
They’ll leave me here to myself for days
Just suffering alone
How are you?
She asks after several days
There’s a part of me that wants to ask
How do you think?
Even if my health was being fine, I’d be here alone, yeah?
For hours and days and months?
Did you know you’re Taylor Swift?
God your frenetic genre skipping
Well
It was hope I’m sure
That dastardly fellow
Hope is a fucking four letter word, contextual lyrics
Are you sure I’m not crazy? Because this ability to carry a conversation with the music which just happens to be adding to the conversation
Whatever
Stop trying to set the mood
There is no mood
I’m uncomfortable
And lost
Not exactly emotions
Hmm
Apparently struggling is reserved for teenagers
Intrusive thoughts
Now if there’s someone I do want to see
They’re who I think you are, I think
Still no name
Sorry I got stuck on the face inside
But I wish I knew the meaning of dreams
The music is not cooperating
If I had no chains
I’d be cheering you on
If I felt like there was anything left in me
Maybe I’d break them
But I’m a chain
Always holding people down
I wish I could give people wings to fly with
My eye twitch is back
Stress, usually
Can you imagine?
Being alone is stressful
The stress of not knowing when it will end this time
Not knowing if it will end
I don’t know
I don’t think I have a nice closure tonight
I’m just alone and sick of it
I’m just so lonely my brain makes up friends in my dreams
It began long ago
And there’s no end in sight
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