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Apartment Hunting
03:04
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Note to self: don’t destroy you
Just ‘cause they’re destroying everything else
Looks like I forgot my own rule again
It must be ‘cause I hate myself, how else can one explain
The masochism of understanding consequence?
And when he made off with the pot was it so hard to see
You can’t abuse a system that you embody
I don’t want to be living and loving just as long as I get paid
Anyone can get paid
I don’t want to die clutching to my chest all that I’ve made
As if death won’t be the same
I know death will be the same
When they sell the same dream
Two blocks from my grave
While you’re up to your waist in privilege
Do you really believe it’s just business?
Don’t tell me this is part of any natural course
Cuz I am a human, not a resource
You’ve got a way with limits
When they don’t apply to you
Overwhelm the competition
It’s not a playing field; it’s a fucking coup
I don’t want to be living and loving just as long as I get paid
Anyone can get paid
I don’t want to die clutching to my chest all that I’ve made
As if death won’t be the same
As if death won’t be the same
Apparently accountability doesn’t exist at the pyramid’s peak
It’s nothing personal
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Happiness Machine
04:15
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You don’t think you know me like you know yourself?
You know better
You can have your own life
While I fix mine
‘til I can provide
A shameless zest for modern distraction worthy of our kind
Yeah, thanks for the advice
When I wake up and wish I slept on the floor
It’s not regret; it’s not how you think
It’s what I ignore
It’s what we ignore
And I’ve gotten lost here
Maybe you could make distinctions more clear
Maybe we can last despite
These fatalists; the glamour they invite
When I wake up and wish I hadn’t at all
It’s hard to explain; I guess I’m the same
It’s your call
We say, “don’t talk to me about vices”
‘Cause we’re all about ours
We just call it a crisis
Without fear of what’s above
Without learning what to love
No I won’t have to smile for every sip that I take
I won’t say hi to anyone
I won’t give any breaks
I will be the same
I will be the same
I’ll feel the way I feel
And I’ll resent the game
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Cut the loss that was my day
Fall asleep in the fucking airport
No one here can stay
Golden hour’s done
I’m 200 miles from home
And I know there’s a pay phone
And a bus station but I’m
Not about to move from this fucking bench
So this is what you call interesting?
Show me something worth repeating
Is there anyone here who can show me something?
I’m having trouble remembering why I came
I’ve officially succeeded in surrounding myself
With excess that I despise
I always assumed that you’d agree
Eventually this shit stops being fun
This leisure was never won
But I guess I underestimated your capacity
To grin and stagnate, say it’s all right
So this is what you call interesting?
Tell me something worth hearing
So this is what you call interesting?
Introspective? This is just disdain
I’d like to tear down your ideals
And wipe the irony off your face
To make you look like the ghost that you are
The ghost that you are
I feel the same way here
I feel the same way here
I hate to say I knew it
I hate to say
So this is what you do here?
Party like you just don’t care
The callous is thickening
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