Thanatonaut
I'm a grown ass man, I shouldn't have feelings or cry anymore
I've got a beard and a car and a dream for the family home by the shore
But I still can't sleep, still let my mind race like when I was a kid
Now there's someone beside me, it'll make no difference if it ever did
"So listen up son," my old daddy said, "it'll take more than death to kill what's inside your head"
So I cycle again, knowing what's next
I'm casting my line, hoping to catch an uncatchable fish
And I'm stroking a lamp, hoping to wish an unwishable wish
I'm not a man, just a cancerous cell making more of its own
There are poisonous thorns that bloom on the branches each way that I've grown
And I still can't reach all the things that I thought I'd stretched out to reach
I'd give up my aching body just to be any more than a leech
"So listen up sons," my old daddy said, "I came back from the dead just to mock you again"
So I cycle again, knowing what's next
I'm casting my line, hoping to catch an uncatchable fish
And I'm stroking a lamp, hoping to wish an unwishable wish
And if you met me there, would I even want you to in the end
Or would you cost an amount that I already know I can't spend
I've got a beard and a car and a dream for the family home by the shore
But I still can't sleep, still let my mind race like when I was a kid
Now there's someone beside me, it'll make no difference if it ever did
"So listen up son," my old daddy said, "it'll take more than death to kill what's inside your head"
So I cycle again, knowing what's next
I'm casting my line, hoping to catch an uncatchable fish
And I'm stroking a lamp, hoping to wish an unwishable wish
I'm not a man, just a cancerous cell making more of its own
There are poisonous thorns that bloom on the branches each way that I've grown
And I still can't reach all the things that I thought I'd stretched out to reach
I'd give up my aching body just to be any more than a leech
"So listen up sons," my old daddy said, "I came back from the dead just to mock you again"
So I cycle again, knowing what's next
I'm casting my line, hoping to catch an uncatchable fish
And I'm stroking a lamp, hoping to wish an unwishable wish
And if you met me there, would I even want you to in the end
Or would you cost an amount that I already know I can't spend
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Writer(s): Lucas Frederick
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