Awaken with a start at the moonlight
Clamour in the dark cuz my phone died
Something in my heart doesn’t sit right
Crawl into the garden, gardenias off-white
Take a puff, the dirt fills my lungs
The Earth is still singing, the city it still hums
Fumbling cigarettes I regret that I just bumb
I’m mumbling to myself that I better forget something
Faces with a neon hue, stepping to the
3 and 2, babe, cue the theme tune
I’m useless in my hipster suit
Pump up the groove cuz I’m supposed to, uh
Subjunctive sentences, subjective sentiments
Touch at the tension, shrug, it’s etcetera
Brush it off, it’s a blank sensation
All invention, all presentation
The scratch and the gnaw inside of me
Let it out, let it out, let it out
Let it out, let it out, let it out
Let it out, let it out, let it out
The scratch and the gnaw inside of me
Let it out, let it out, let it out
Let it out, let it out, let it out
Let it out, let it out, let it out
I still treat my friends like strangers
I still treat my love like currency
My impulses so impatient
My interests unsure, all pure routine
Look up, the stars pierce the dark,
It all falls apart, I’m sitting in my apartment
Wanna talk honest, lost where to start
My causes all fraught with caution, this squalor
Never was vacant, this water
Never was clear and clean, our lowly
Sages all lonely sapiens, only
Days are more vespertine
I put my time in, say I don’t care
Your block’s on fire, this nation’s unfair
Wanna let my fist pump and my chest thump
But I’m dead drunk in my desk chair, ya
Had a couple oxys sitting in my closet
From back when I lost my wisdom teeth
Took in my apartment, found in half an hour
My head felt dizzy, legs were weak
Try to find some grounding, climb into the shower,
Lie down, next I know I’m
Crawling out the dark, my ears ringing racing
Heart from some number of moments comatose
Well I saw a glimpse of unliving
Well I felt the tug to the black
I I heard no angels, no singing
Only the water splash on my back
I never had the right to this moment
I never had the right to these years
Why do I waste my time with this loathing
Why do I waste my time with these fears
