Intro
G#m B
Some lines, oh, why did I write
E G#m
I have to repeat them night after night
G#m B
Some lines, oh, why did I write
E G#m
I have to repeat them night after night
[Verse 1]
G#m B
Yes you can tell me I control my life
E G#m
But I feel humbled and I feel obliged
G#m B
I miss not caring if what I make is good
E G#m
And I miss the unproductive bullshit I love
G#m B
And I miss my friends even more
E G#m
Because I'm scared we aren’t friends anymore
[Bridge]
G#m B A
Congrats to me for coming so far
G#m B E
Me rushing round Britain with a guitar
G#m B A
Making love to myself
G#m B E
How could I call it anything else?
G#m B A
I ruminate on the cognitive space
G#m B E
Where all contemplation is going to waste
G#m B A
Revolve through a cycle, a figure of eight
G#m B E
I think about thinking about me
G#m B A
I know I am trying too hard
G#m B E
Always publicly trying too hard
G#m B A
I want to be cool and effortless
G#m B E
But every little thing is so much effort
G#m B A
I wonder what you think
G#m B
The royal you
G#m B
The chosen few
G#m B E
I wonder how I cause these stinks
G#m B A
To act natural is to be vulnerable
[Verse 2]
G#m
And so what’s the real goal?
G#m
Is it just to be worshipped?
B
As a way to like myself
B
Well I won’t think I deserve it
E
What I posit as a cure
E
It becomes evidence thereof
G#m
Of my fakery and flaws
G#m
And as the layers are torn off
B
And I return to my own space
B
With time alone inside my head
E
I’m still faced with who I am
E
And all I keep unsaid
[Chorus 1]
G#m
So, what are you gonna do
G#m
What are you trying to do
E
What are your goals
B
Are you goal oriented?
G#m
What are you gonna do
G#m
What are you trying to do
E
What are your goals
B
Are you goal oriented?
[Verse 3]
G#m
So what’s the real goal
G#m
With any influence comes cowardess
E
The power projected on me
B
In the end makes me feel powerless
G#m
I’m paranoid, and yet perpetually interacting
E B
With realms to build persona despite how it’s impacting
G#m
My ego and my friendships and my mental health
E B
I hope I can transcend, but it’s my whole sense of self
G#m B
So what the real goal, is it to touch people with experiences
E
Which I’ve weaved into fiction
G#m B
To share my thoughts and beliefs
E
Of which I hold no real conviction
G#m B E
Become constructive contradiction so that you can learn from me
G#m B E
From the safety of these pedestals I built from fallacies
[Chorus 2]
G#m
I know I’m the fickle fucker
B E
I know I am the selfish lover
G#m
I know I am sad and undeserving
B E
I know am privileged and I am also hurting
G#m
I know I’m the fickle fucker
B E
I know I am the selfish lover
G#m
I know I am sad and undeserving
B E
I know am privileged and I am also hurting
G#m
I keep being told the importance of self love
B E
Some days I think I don’t hate myself enough
G#m
I keep being told the importance of self love
B E
Some days I think I don’t hate myself enough
G#m
I keep being told the importance of self love
B E
Some days I think I don’t hate myself enough
G#m
I keep being told the importance of self love
B E
Some days I think I don’t hate myself enough
[Outro]
G#m B
And if you relate does that make you bad?
G#m E
And for making you relate does that make me bad?
G#m B
And do I glorify what it is to be sad?
G#m E
Should you just turn off?