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