Lugubre Lyrics
Don't know what's going on in my head
No longer the voice that says, "I wish you were dead," so that's good
It's more like emptiness
It's more like empty bliss
It's more like T.V static and the sound of rustling wind
And I can't hide it
When I lose myself, no I can't hide it
Strange, are these the better days they told me about
I'm working it out
Oh, try not to shout too loudly or too proudly
From the rooftops of the garden
Lock it in
I'm avante-guarding my energy
You look at me with eyes that waterfall into a saline sea
Tired of complacency: no power, no agency
Unable to help because your hands now act as currency
Every transaction demanding satisfaction
Fingertips they're gaining traction with every single action
Praying for a deadbeat deity to hear
Loving when malefic intentions are crystal clear
Hold up: why the fuck are we really here
Tighten the loose noose for another weary year
Don't know what's going on in my head
No longer the voice that says, "I wish you were dead" so that's good
It's more like emptiness
It's more like empty bliss
It's more like T.V static and the sound of rustling wind
And I can't hide it
When I lose myself, no I can't hide it
Hmm, is this the life I'm meant to lead
Pushing boulders up the hill in tragic pursuit of what I need
Or what I think I need
Perception losing depth the more I think of me
Introspective death of who I think I wanna be
I wanna leave, but my legs are tired of running
From the problems that are locked within my own mental conundrum
So I play dumb
Blatantly ignore the actions that control my fate: numb
Afraid of what will happen if I crack the code and say something
I do not mean in a moment of defense
I'm not mad at you
Sometimes the truth gets too intense
The lies I tell myself protected by a picket fence
I want to bury it deep and leave no evidence
Don't know what's going on in my head
No longer the voice that says, "I wish you were dead" so that's good
It's more like emptiness
It's more like empty bliss
It's more like T.V static and the sound of rustling wind
And I can't hide it
When I lose myself, no I can't hide it
What's going on in my head
What's going on in my head
No longer the voice
No longer the voice
No longer the voice says I wish you were dead
Clownin' Lyrics
Your words don't match up to your actions
Say you wanna quit, then always come back (yeah)
Guilty hands slowly caressin'
How quick the guilt fades as we're undressin' (yeah)
Got a hold, got a hold over me
I should let go, I should let go
Hit block and delete
But you know that I'd never leave
Got control, got control over me
Tell me (tell me) that you're lonely, baby
You only hold me (hold me) when she's not looking
Maybe I'm overthinking
Sinking into my psyche, high key
You only come around (come around) when you're feeling down
Call me Pettywise, baby I'm a fucking clown
Your words don't match up to your actions
Talk is cheap, and i'mma start taxing
I should take the "L" and never look back (yeah)
Slipping, I'm tripping, got me losing traction (yeah)
Got a hold, got a hold over me
I should let go, I should let go
Hit block and delete
But you know that I'll never leave
Got control, got control over me
Tell me (tell me) that you're lonely, baby
You only hold me (hold me) when she's not looking
Maybe I'm overthinking
Sinking into my psyche, high key
You only come around (come around) when you're feeling down
Call me Pettywise, baby I'm a fucking clown
Moses supposes this ho just got ghosted
If my bestie wasn't 6 feet below I'd get roasted
Toasted, we're taking shots
I think we better not
Bet twenty bucks we'll end up fucking, that's the caveat
Whipped, 'cause I'll dip anytime he calls
Like Bruce Wayne, and his dick is a bat signal
I should say "na na na na na na" not your side ho
A bitch gets lonely when they're flying high though
My mind goes back into this primitive obsession
I'm stressin', I'm messin'
Never learn my lesson while I'm under your duressin'
On my knees confessin'
Expressin', distressin'
Tell me to come over and I'm still acquiescin' like
Tell me (tell me) that you're lonely, baby
You only hold me (hold me) when she's not looking
Maybe I'm overthinking
Sinking into my psyche, high key
You only come around (come around) when you're feeling down
Call me Pettywise, baby I'm a fucking clown
Meteor Honey Lyrics
(originally written and performed by Anxious Kids Make Good People)
Modern Day Icarus, hematoma on the head
Made to mark you when you’re dead
What will the coroner say?
“He was home alone.”
Start a family you’re so free
Counted three among your number, but you still gotta explain
Why the world is the filled with such pain...and your kid’s alone.
Home alone.
Honey stay with me
Stay with me
Morning winder blinder my eye
Monochrome must dissipate if I’m to wear a vital hue
Positivity eludes me.
Modern day Icarus
I flew close to some sphere, and it was hot.
And the drops of sweat were the only relief to the thirst I’d met
Home alone; I wasn’t always home alone.
Here I will be fine
Don’t you pay me any mind
I’ll be fine
I’’ll be falling free
A meteorite, yeah.
That’s what they’ll call me