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