Suburbs

No one saves the suburbs
Full of late sleepers who
live in their childhood rooms
feeding on feelings

Take it like a dreamer
Grass is not greener sky
You're calmer with one open eye
making up feelings

Lay down anywhere
You know how it looks so easy?
'Cause I feel down on it already
Athletes made academies
Change your clothes to fill the apathy
Phoneless, so you pray for weather
wear a sweater, just to give yourself some space

Special, not helpful
Influence, architectural congruence
Pastel, the colors tell past
performance, I chose recluse but with annoyance
Voided, not sorted
Persuade me from fatalist to "I unmade me"



Credits
Writer(s): Seth Tew
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