written in los angeles... choking on the air and watching my former identity burns up in the griffith park forest fire
lyrics
Stuck in the atmosphere
My math is just off this year. - Big zeros.
The crusade just doesn’t weigh
On the survey.
I guess I’m just lazy.
The dust settles on the shelf.
The alarm doesn’t phase me.
The death of my former self.
You sounded the battle cry
But I didn’t hear the bell. - Ring.
My pride has been swept away.
With another night and day.
I guess I’m just lazy.
A penniless wishing well.
The guilt is amazing.
A monochrome empty shell.
Come on, take a swing, don’t even pay the fee.
Seriously, I want more of the third degree.
I need to hear some more of who I ought to be.
Seriously, Cuz chances are… I agree.
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