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