Pedestrian at Best [Sometimes I Sit and Think, and Sometimes I Just Sit : 2015]
I love you, I hate you, I'm on the fence, it all depends Whether I'm up or down, I'm on the mend, transcending all reality I like you, despise you, admire you What are we gonna do when everything all falls through? I must confess, I've made a mess of what should be a small success But I digress, at least I've tried my very best, I guess This, that, the other, why even bother? It won't be with me on my deathbed, but I'll still be in your head
[Chorus] Put me on a pedestal and I'll only disappoint you Tell me I'm exceptional, I promise to exploit you Give me all your money, and I'll make some origami, honey I think you're a joke, but I don't find you very funny
[Verse 2] My internal monologue is saturated analog It's scratched and drifting, I've become attached to the idea It's all a shifting dream, bittersweet philosophy I've got no idea how I even got here I'm resentful, I'm having an existential time crisis Want bliss, daylight savings won't fix this mess Under-worked and over-sexed, I must express my disinterest The rats are back inside my head, what would Freud have said?
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[Verse 3] I wanna wash out my head with turpentine, cyanide I dislike this internal diatribe when I try to catch your eye I hate seeing you cry in the kitchen I don't know why it affects me like this when you're not even mine to consider Erroneous, harmonious, I'm hardly sanctimonious Dirty clothes, I suppose we all outgrow ourselves I'm a fake, I'm a phoney, I'm awake, I'm alone I'm homely, I'm a Scorpio