Fridays Lyrics

Fridays are the most dangerous of places

Where loneliness and emptiness invade me

The expected suddenness inflates

And the sexual traumas whisper breaking me

We are fragile

We are fragile

Aesthetics are for things, not people

I'm not sure which one I'm like

But I am incompatible with archetypes

I often theorize in my collection of conclusions

And epiphanies I forget

Evidence I destroy

Or thoughts that I collect

Eyes that I avoid

Pressure I ignore

For better focus

Roads that I don't remember

Mistakes I never notice

And my hate for gender

I often theorize

Through hours that vanish

And days that go by

While I had something to start

And there are stars that don't shine anymore

Because of city lights

They are fragile

All of them are gone as I grow without form

I know, I know I'd be much better off as an orb

If love is the answer, it's home

There's a ringing hatred I don't know the reason for

But even then I know she'll love me

There are embraces I don't feel no more

But even then I know she'll hug me

Found out the meaning of mother

Far from danger

Far from danger

Far from danger

Far from danger

Far from danger

Far from danger

Far from danger

Far from danger

Far from

Far from danger

Far from danger