How About It? (Single Version) Lyrics
- Genre:Pop
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
I keep on seeing my anxieties
Through the trees in the forest
Looking up at the sky
This is where my memory leads me
I won't get much sleeping in
At least not tonight
Tomorrow maybe I'm gone
Maybe I'm God
Isn't that something
We can be a whole lot of ugly
Turns out we're a whole lot of nothing
I can see through the life
The static feels nice
I can't sleep with my strife
Am I dreaming or dying
I am blinking and twice
If I don't see it once
I get bright eyed
Feels vague in the night
Praise me
If I can't erase me, guess I'll just embrace me
Ain't no courage left in men there's evidence
I'm a bed of despair and I don't care
You can feel it from the front
From the time that we burst through the door to the people that were there before
I don't care you can get it
I said it and I meant it, bitch
Deposit hands hit like the high hat cymbals do
No symbolism left in spirituals
You can choose it's use
But is it using you
What did you do
My memory confuses me
I don't mean to come back like that at you
I just need to see one thing
Is this reality I'm feeling
Please remind me where I am
Fuck it, I'm a gone gone goner
And you want it back to the rhythm of a large tongue bomb or
Would you like non blonde Dahmer
I can drop him right on you
Id be delighted to
If you got it light it
How you gonna just erase the poignancy
Of civilians in the millions
Nobody really cares, it's always over there
You see it on your TV screens but you don't even stop to stare
They try to tell you there's blood on your breath and it's hidden
You don't even wonder where
You got a heart right there and if you know how to use it you should
Dare to dream about it now
Nothing left to be but about it
I was dreaming in the bath in the middle of a lapse of life
I'm a bed of despair and I don't care
You can feel it from the front
From the time that we burst through the door to the people that were there before
I don't care, you can't get it
I said it and I meant it
You are only a dying disease
Trying whatever you can to breed
And as you open each door you stumble onto the floor
But Simon says it's all in your head
How many sights have been denied of us to see