Lyrics Slaughterhouse - Slow Gherkin

Slaughterhouse

Fourteen years of cynicism, boredom and anxiety
Fourteen years of thinking that my teachers were all dead against me
If there were two versions of me separated by five minutes
Elder twin would look upon me, shudder with embarrassment
Every time I scrutinize this truth it slaps me in the face
Reminding me my righteousness will now and forever more pervade
Fourteen years resenting peers and thinking I could rise above
All my truths dissolve before me-
All my truths except for one
I accept.
I detest
Oft I try to find the place where all my contradictions blend
Though all that I have thought- will think-
Then blink and I’m a freshman again
If there were two versions of me separated by five minutes
Elder twin would look upon me, shudder with embarrassment
Tomorrow’s here already.
It’s gone