Tune Myself Out
There's nothing else i'm ever gonna try
It's only this now- this is my whole life
I love my echo chamber, flanger, phaser
That's all there is now, and it's all mine, so get out
This is my radio show
I interview myself 'cept i seldom answer
I'm glued to my remote
So i can tune myself out
Fast-forward to the end, now let's take it from the top
My life's a type I cassette and it's getting pretty chewed up
Everything's bleeding into everything else
And i'm already dead, and everyone who ever knew me is dead
This is my radio show
I interview myself 'cept i seldom answer
I'm glued to my remote
So i can tune myself out
So i can tune myself out
'Scuse me while i tune myself out
But when i tune out for too long, my mind starts wandering
I seem to recall, although i might be wrong
But wasn't there someone else here who used to sing along?
Ah it's been so long, and when i start to feel down i say to myself
"Cmon buddy, you got it buddy, cmon snap out of it"
But sometimes i just can't seem to snap out of it
Until i realize... hey my favorite show's coming on!
This is my radio show
I interview myself but i never answer
I'm glued to my remote
So i can tune myself out
Now should i tune myself out?
This is my radio show
All filler, time-killer, till it all goes up in smoke
I'm glued to my remote
'Cause i only wanna tune myself out
But i just can't seem to tune myself out
It's only this now- this is my whole life
I love my echo chamber, flanger, phaser
That's all there is now, and it's all mine, so get out
This is my radio show
I interview myself 'cept i seldom answer
I'm glued to my remote
So i can tune myself out
Fast-forward to the end, now let's take it from the top
My life's a type I cassette and it's getting pretty chewed up
Everything's bleeding into everything else
And i'm already dead, and everyone who ever knew me is dead
This is my radio show
I interview myself 'cept i seldom answer
I'm glued to my remote
So i can tune myself out
So i can tune myself out
'Scuse me while i tune myself out
But when i tune out for too long, my mind starts wandering
I seem to recall, although i might be wrong
But wasn't there someone else here who used to sing along?
Ah it's been so long, and when i start to feel down i say to myself
"Cmon buddy, you got it buddy, cmon snap out of it"
But sometimes i just can't seem to snap out of it
Until i realize... hey my favorite show's coming on!
This is my radio show
I interview myself but i never answer
I'm glued to my remote
So i can tune myself out
Now should i tune myself out?
This is my radio show
All filler, time-killer, till it all goes up in smoke
I'm glued to my remote
'Cause i only wanna tune myself out
But i just can't seem to tune myself out
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Writer(s): Sebastian Bach
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