Public Consumption

I think it's good
I think I'm moving on
I think it's better in the long run
I know I'm tired of always being on
I wanna shut it down
I wanna turn it off

I wanna turn it off
I wanna turn it off

Now I feel fraudulent
When they sing back to me
I'm on a pedestal
Where I don't wanna be
So I tried to write some songs
Another failed attempt
To make them see me as a fucking human

But when you share your pain
For public consumption
You'll set their dinner plates
And smile 'til they're done
Give them their knives and forks
While you're rare and bleeding tons
And while they eat your soul
They'll call you an inspiration

They call you an inspiration
They called you an inspiration
But I'm not
I'm not

So I'll stay up tonight
Lost in my lonely thoughts
And try to sleep before my next shift at the shop
Cause I found some solace there
I relate to that machine
It pulls the people in
They take what they want and leave

So I'm just a ghost of need
I embrace escapism
In the simple task of writing words on lids
I won't underestimate this dulling isolation
With other passing ghosts and fleeting connections

I'm just fleeting connections



Credits
Writer(s): Kelsie Galluzzo
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