i didn't think what we did was wrong
but maybe skewed in the wrong way
pursued what i thought was my heart
found a void years deep instead
i thought the days we spent had meant more
though i can't tell if they're worth a thing now
and the worst was when i told him "i'm sorry"
cause i knew i didn't mean it
i didn't realize i said that out loud
tears welling in my eyes
i couldn't help it because it mattered
i probably shouldn't have said it at all
broken friendships make for lost nights
ate some pills, i'm high
lost my way, for a sec, lost my mind
the second that i let her inside
fell asleep on the couch
woke up a little shuddered
cause i felt something turning
i knew things i didn't see before
dazed, i said something felt wrong
she said don't worry, it shouldn't
didn't think it really mattered
thought we were just having fun
found myself running in circles
i guess we should have seen it coming
bugs in your bed
"you can come stay with me"
buffalo 66, for a while
i should have told him "i'm sorry"
and really meant it when i said it
but how could i when nothing made sense
how could i when nothing made sense
a world turning upside down
a world turning upside down
a world folding inside out
a world folding inside out
2.26.16 (surely tomorrow)
They say
It's a golden age
One of privilege
We should be excited
To be alive
But bigots are soaring in the polls
While liars continue their reign
And the money that still controls
Remains difficult to obtain
They say the food supply
Is in grave danger
They say our roads
Are on the verge of collapse
Oh! The golden age!
Sweet privelege!
They tell us we've come
A long way
That people are no longer judged
For color, or race, or religion, or sexual orientation
But alas, one click,
And you've been watching videos for an hour
The knot in your chest tighter than you can bear.
They say the 60's were much about peace
Then why are we still having this discussion
They say the world is going to be ok
But alas, a few clicks
And you're certain if not today,
Surely tomorrow
It's a golden age
One of privilege
We should be excited
To be alive
But bigots are soaring in the polls
While liars continue their reign
And the money that still controls
Remains difficult to obtain
They say the food supply
Is in grave danger
They say our roads
Are on the verge of collapse
Oh! The golden age!
Sweet privelege!
They tell us we've come
A long way
That people are no longer judged
For color, or race, or religion, or sexual orientation
But alas, one click,
And you've been watching videos for an hour
The knot in your chest tighter than you can bear.
They say the 60's were much about peace
Then why are we still having this discussion
They say the world is going to be ok
But alas, a few clicks
And you're certain if not today,
Surely tomorrow
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