
Date of issue: 22.03.2015
Song language: English
Pedestrian at Best |
I love you, I hate you, I’m on the fence, it all depends |
Whether I’m up, I’m down, I’m on the mend, transcending all reality |
I like you, despise you, admire you |
What are we gonna do when everything all falls through? |
I must confess, I’ve made a mess of what should be a small success |
But I digress, at least I’ve tried my very best, I guess |
This, that, the other, why even bother? |
It won’t be with me on my deathbed, but I’ll still be in your head |
Put me on a pedestal and I’ll only disappoint you |
Tell me I’m exceptional, I promise to exploit you |
Give me all your money, and I’ll make some origami, honey |
I think you’re a joke, but I don’t find you very funny |
My internal monologue is saturated analog |
It’s scratched and drifting, I’ve become attached to the idea |
It’s all a shifting dream, bittersweet philosophy |
I’ve got no idea how I even got here |
I’m resentful, I’m having an existential time crisis |
What bliss, daylight savings won’t fix this mess |
Under-worked and over-sexed, I must express my disinterest |
The rats are back inside my head, what would Freud have said? |
Put me on a pedestal and I’ll only disappoint you |
Tell me I’m exceptional, I promise to exploit you |
Give me all your money, and I’ll make some origami, honey |
I think you’re a joke, but I don’t find you very funny |
I wanna wash out my head with turpentine and cyanide |
I dislike this internal diatribe when I try to catch your eye |
I hate seeing you crying in the kitchen |
I don’t know why it affects me like this when you’re not even mine to consider |
Erroneous, harmonious, I’m hardly sanctimonious |
Dirty clothes, I suppose we all outgrow ourselves |
I’m a fake, I’m a phoney, I’m awake, I’m alone |
I’m homely, I’m a Scorpio |
Put me on a pedestal and I’ll only disappoint you |
Tell me I’m exceptional, I promise to exploit you |
Give me all your money, and I’ll make some origami, honey |
I think you’re a joke, but I don’t find you very funny |
Put me on a pedestal and I’ll only disappoint you |
Tell me I’m exceptional, I promise to exploit you |
Give me all your money, and I’ll make some origami, honey |
I think you’re a joke, but I don’t find you very funny |
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