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