static world

I left my life on pause I sing it with a different sound Feel like I didn't write the plot This story's outside me now This poltergeist is playing with stocks Past loved one's invested in me And my brain's in a cage throwing rocks Annoyed by a lack of growth in me though

Your fears are from unverified sources Angry rhetoric without any clauses They make you do their work, then leave you in the dirt Leave you in the room with bumps and unknown curses But you find you were only in your head the whole time Recycling repetitions online Fixed to temporary pleasures to unwind I'm sick of holding onto bad times

I'm sick Sick of holding on To bad times

Don't let bad times bring you away from the good ones But is it right for me to ignore what I fear could come? Don't let bad times bring you away from the good ones But is it right for me to ignore what I fear could come? Don't let bad times bring you down Don't let bad times bring you Don't let bad times bring you Don't let bad times bring you

Don't let bad times bring you away from the good ones But is it right for me to ignore what I fear could come? Don't let bad times bring you Don't let bad times bring you away Don't let bad times bring you Don't let bad times bring you

The ghost says I've got nothing, only you and that's enough Stop rewriting memories as toxic 'cause they became tough You play the victim, then you don't grow or learn and make the same mistakes The choices bury you and willfully your grave you made But fuck the past, and fuck the future, fuck the new Just make some room for you before you die Wishing you were high more, wishing you applied more Wishing your head wasn't two opposing arguments Always blocking off potential doors And doors away from being here and now and (here and now)

Talked down to working unskilled labor Tryna build to a new, but the times aren't in your favor Oh, what you gonna do when the arts are a fragrance All the lands left are consumed, and you need crops and not the flavors But there's nothing purer than seeing a stranger nearer And making the fire light up in somebody's eyes 'Cause when you loose pre occupations with the structures that position us Loose the claims you're staking or the heights in which you stood, you're free again You're fucking free again

I'm sick Sick of holding on To bad times

Don't let bad times bring you away from the good ones But is it right for me to ignore what I fear could come? Don't let bad times bring you away from the good ones But is it right for me to ignore what I fear could come? Don't let bad times bring you Don't let bad times bring you Don't let bad times bring you away Don't let bad times bring you

Don't let bad times bring you away from the good ones But is it right for me to ignore what I fear could come? Don't let bad times bring you Don't let bad times bring you Don't let bad times bring you away Don't let bad times bring you