This song is about people who take advantage of your kindness and only show up when they need something and about navigating your own mental pain while listening to someone act like life is against them while they are their own worst enemy. It is mostly about the weight of agony and grief and how other people are ignorant to your problems when they feel theirs are more important. This track is namely about a couple of former friends who make terrible decision after terrible decision and always want comfort or advice but don't want to institute any change in doing so. This is kind of my fuck you to those people and my last hurrah to them. Find someone else to leech off of.
lyrics
Ive got sharks trying to pull me to the deep end
blood drenched, shipwrecked, dying of exposure
cuing up my panic attacks, icy hot for this pain in my back
blades sinking, time for change, got me thinkin
its a dagger and they bury it deep, like six feet
split the dirt, no hatchets underneath
got wreaths made of poison ivy leaves and poison berries
a virgin to this caring shit, time to bust your cherry
time to carry more, put this world up on my shoulders
remember when my niece was so little I could hold her
gather my composure, wipe away the tears
gotta make another album not a single person hears
got some wrinkles up in time that I need to iron out
you gotta mouthful of your problems that you wanna talk about
I aint listening no more, you aint really needing my advice
you just want me to agree with every point you think is right, well---
Ive got my own life and sins to atone
I admit I bitch button my phone
like "fuckin leave me alone"
I'll stay silent cuz silence is gold
one sided storyteller, man your story is old
Ive got my own grief and people to lose
Ive got my own inner child in his terrible twos
sing the blues
I'll stay silent cuz silence is gold
one sided storyteller, man your story is old
Left hand full of liberals, right hand full of generals
heartful of your bigotry so ignorantly handled
this body's just a vessel like a rented tux
I comb my hair and give a fuck
like "damn dude, looking like a million bucks..
you clean up nice!"
Thats a compliment that hardly will suffice
gonna rock your world like Aesop when his days turned into nights
when I kickstarted my shit I heard your judgement
dropped your gavel
Seems like afterwards our friendship has unraveled
keep it passionate without a fashion sense
dressing for the occasion
a passifist steady turning super sayaiin
Im trunks, vegeta, goku, all these characters I go through
a Kamehameha blast into your evil overcast
finished last as a nice guy like "nice try, good effort"
forward motion paragraph typesetter
put the poetry in motion just to keep you pressing play
now im proudly adding asshole to my fucking resume
