December: I'm Real(ly)S.A.D. (feat. Jacob Cotner)
I started out this thing just to war with my demons
A necessity with a goal to achieve
With prophecy I failed, for plenty of reasons
The signs of the times don't align with my needs
I'm real
I'm realizing this song is, at best, a convoluted concept
But maybe that's alright, because so the fuck am I
And I'm real
What do we do with all the dreams we left behind?
All of these poor orphans that still haunt our lonely minds
If they're stuck there then we better try and clear out the clutter
If our hearts change the weather then we can at least give them shelter
Before they die
Oh, 'tis the season... of seasonal depression
But convoluted and combined with these failures of mine
I can't trust myself, when trust itself is delusion
But if nothing is real, it's no better than my mind
I'm real
I'm realizing this delusion is no worse than the construct
But maybe it's alright, if real life is what I decide
'Cause I'm real
Hey Satan, I mean Santa, I mean God, I mean Krampus
All that I really want for Christmas
Is a break
Punch in, punch out. Clock in, clock out. Lights on, lights out
It's all the same every day
A necessity with a goal to achieve
With prophecy I failed, for plenty of reasons
The signs of the times don't align with my needs
I'm real
I'm realizing this song is, at best, a convoluted concept
But maybe that's alright, because so the fuck am I
And I'm real
What do we do with all the dreams we left behind?
All of these poor orphans that still haunt our lonely minds
If they're stuck there then we better try and clear out the clutter
If our hearts change the weather then we can at least give them shelter
Before they die
Oh, 'tis the season... of seasonal depression
But convoluted and combined with these failures of mine
I can't trust myself, when trust itself is delusion
But if nothing is real, it's no better than my mind
I'm real
I'm realizing this delusion is no worse than the construct
But maybe it's alright, if real life is what I decide
'Cause I'm real
Hey Satan, I mean Santa, I mean God, I mean Krampus
All that I really want for Christmas
Is a break
Punch in, punch out. Clock in, clock out. Lights on, lights out
It's all the same every day
Credits
Writer(s): Adrian Bartholomew
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Other Album Tracks
- January: A Well-Fertilized Flower
- February: Posturing and Pretense
- March: A Song for Spring (feat. Jacob Cotner)
- April: Dreary or Mad Dreams
- May: Holding Hands in a Park at Night
- June: Livestreaming an Exorcism
- July: Sunrise Over the Sea
- August: Longevity as Defiance
- September: Fog of War
- October: Dabbling in Prophecy (feat. Audrey Willis-Bartholomew)
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