Thursday, 22 November 2018

i'm a tiny bit angry ye

you like to impress people
and i'm just easily impressed
see the bar is so fucking low
i go nuts when you close the fucking door
but you don't want to impress me
you just want the validation
you just wanted to know that you can
but it's like i'm already accused
and i feel like i have to justify myself somehow
like i have to defend myself
and it shouldn't have to be like that
ya know, it shouldn't have to be like that
and all i see is pretty black and white
and the best intro i've heard in a while
and it's been years
and it doesn't sound the same anymore
but it's the same feeling so i ignore the chords
i ignore the chords until it's just your voice
i'm so easily impressed i know
turn out the fucking lights and let me go to sleep
i don't have time for this
i don't want to wake up before you go to work
i don't want to finish my essays early
i don't want to check if you're online
i don't want to wonder if you're thinking of me
i don't want you to call
i don't want to wait
all i fucking want is my freedom i gave away
recklessly, stupidly, without a second thought
because i'm intelligent like that yeah
i just
i just wish we could go back to being strangers
so that i could go back to yet another reinvention
but how many more?
how many more am i able to recreate
how many more will i be able to take
rip it out
like the page i just ripped out
just rip it the fuck out
and fucking keep it

fuck

Monday, 12 November 2018

Here's to damnation darling

this is a big city only my dreams are bigger
close my eyes and i imagine the skyline back home
miss my hand in your hand in your coat pocket
i was tiny so my footsteps were short and fast
looked like i was running beside you
and never got tired of it
but i'm tired now
and i don't drink bitter coffee anymore
tried to like it once, twice
with her, with him
the absence of sugar in her house
wrong mug, only for a sip
never again i said
i stopped and i'm only tired
i only wait
for the eminent, for the inevitable
for the destined and the doomed
and feeling safe is a privilege
so i'll cherish it while it lasts
but i don't believe, not anymore
have i lost hope or has hope lost me
it's to be decided after i have this one last win
i'm not doing this again
please let me politely refuse
let me be nice one last time
because i swear, i'm not doing this again
you can't play a chord to save your life
but it's mine that needs saving
and the smoke that escapes me
will fade away just the same
so i'll be fine
i promise, i'll be fine
just the same