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Is it COVID,
Or is it just 2022 malaise?
Are we human,
Or are we meme dancer in our graves?
I’ll fall to failure
As I melt myself on a clock face
Translating languages
Oh, futility wrapped in tentacular grace
Woah, I'll fall to failure
Come so far, had such a good run
Blowing the race right at the finish line
Getting over it soon
But I can’t seem to feel my feet down in my pod goo
Fall to failure and end up all alone
Woah, I'll fall to failure
Fall to failure and end up all alone
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Count your freckles on the wall
In the car you’ll wait for me
Newly caffeinated
In the car you’ll wait for me
As we cast off for better days
In the car you’ll wait for me
Go beyond, we'll see
We'll see
Set it off I'm going home
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Maybe we, we were trapped in the moment
That we needed to level up
Looking back on freshman year
Who’d ever thought that we’d end up here?
We were pissed off, broken open
And sometimes silence says more than words can
And sometimes it don’t
Maybe that’s what happened with it an hour ago
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4. |
What about love?
03:08
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What about the running in circles, lost?
What about our friends sitting on the sidewalk?
What about this feeling of moving on?
Post-it countdowns I’m peeling off the wall
What about me needs this more than now?
What about orange skies and rubble?
What about our new face of growing old?
While we’re drowning outside these bubbles, now
What are you gonna do today to show up at your job?
What about our lost futures and the moments when they get caught up?
What about love in the time of [insert whatever plague you want]?
Yeah what about love?
If we tried to make it far away
Running ourselves past the fence
Feel it flow like fires through the Pentagon
While we live-stream from the refugee camps
And I’m going home
But it all falls down
Yeah, it all falls down
And oh
I’m going home
But it all falls down
Yeah, it all falls down
And oh
What about love?
What about love?
What about love?
What about love?
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Yeah it's
Love in the time of algorithms
Love in the time of absent vision
Love in the time of loud feelings
While we thoroughly design against them happening
Love as art which transcends
Love as basement show with friends
Love as people being people
We're blobs on a rock, feeling loud through what can you reach you
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6. |
i hate october
00:53
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I hate October
So glad it's over
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