Got a view of the city from the rooftop
Holding up the bluetooth like a boombox
Lotta humans in a truth uncertain when they’re
Feeling like they work a couple steps above a sweatshop
You wanna hit this? You wanna breakthrough?
You wanna take time while you watch the clock move?
Got a shot glass and a short term memory
Bottle rocket blast off, crash in the cemetery
Yuh, that's already where I was heading
Waking up all morning, surrendering to the bedding
Staying so corporeal but trying to melt
Couple hours in the shower might be good for my health
Keep a flower on my windowsill ensuring the sun shines
A war against the climate and we’re forced to the front lines
Bumping every shoulder, just provoke it if you wanna fight
Couldn’t find one, move into the next night

I’m huddled under covers
And still so cold
Each day another coming
So quiet and slow

Don’t wanna be somebody if somebody I’m not
Don’t wanna seem excited if I’m quiet in thought
Don’t wanna talk around it with the chance to confide
Don’t wanna walk through the valley but with death at my side
Got pompous as the prep for a shattering
Got popular when it stopped mattering
Still choking on the cold this season
Still smoking but for good reasons
I sat in the front of classes and passed along all the notes
My fascinations were callous, my passions an anecdote
My fallacies all emphatic, tautologically me
I never believed in magic, only what I could see
Getting tired only trying all the time
My irises burn violet, the silence a shrill whine
Just quiet. The darkest is hours before the light,
Always stumblin’ over something as we move into the next night