The sixth and final song from ‘Only Sleep Cures Fatigue?’
I often get scared of the fragility of life
We can love and hold and care one day and die the next
And I often get scared of the time I have left
But my issues don’t matter in the grand scheme of things
It seems like it’s all drugs and sex and special human beings
Are we so delusional that we mourn for a king
When all he accomplished was gluing on his mask?
I think I’ve come to terms with the fact that
We’re not meant to reach out or shed a tear
Because we’ll be carrying the blame on our shoulders
And we have to be strong and fierce and brace ourselves
In preparation for the digestion and accusations
But my issues don’t matter in the grand scheme of things
It seems like it’s all drugs and sex and special human beings
Like the clothes collecting dust in my own bedroom drawer
I cough and cough until I can’t stand to breathe anymore
So how do I cope with the things that may be?
As the days go past until my last I realise nobody needs me
Mattress converted to a waterbed, gotta be strong though, can’t let myself down
But the more and more words I hear from the luscious hair makes me want to drown
17 сен 2024
