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