Train Brain Rot

Write another half song
Grief under a summer sun
Dead flies in the candle crater
Promised that I'd call you later
But I'm not me, this is a shell of someone

Yes, of course I miss you so much
It's part of this whole genius setup
Was that not me driving wild and alone
And away from home

Write it off like "I know mine"
'Cause it feels so good to be defined
All aboard the train brain rot, singing
"This I am and this I'm not"

Pushing nails through sheet metal
Clutching fists of stinging nettle
Press the speaker to my ear
I've never heard you so sincere
From here, even if I crane my neck
All my strongest convictions just look like a speck

Write it off like "I know mine"
'Cause it feels so good to be defined
All aboard the train brain rot, singing
"This I am and this I'm not"

All my strongest convictions just look like a speck



Credits
Writer(s): Kati Malison
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