Birdman (That Michael Keaton Movie)
(Shobu) Maybe Hakuo's got a point
I mean I know how to duel better than any of my friends
Why did I even bother to take their advice?
They might have cost me the biggest duel of my life
(Rekuta) No, Shobu!
It's not enough
It's not enough
Grinding for comfort
Zoned out mind justifies itself
Frozen in vane, heart trophies
Racing for safety
Always fluttering up stream
Winner takes denial and goes free
(Rekuta) We've got to help him! But how!?
(Shobu) I'm beyond my friends' help now, I'm on my own
Colorblind
Refracting love from admiration, shift
Care to narcissistic masturbation
I've got a grip on this, let's
Hand it to my gut, it groans, I miss it
Sing mantras limply like
I'm all ears, but I'm not listening
(Shobu) I summon, the power of my friends!
If you unfollow me
I'll probably give in to unhealthy coping
Start moping daily
Till sympathy forces you to hold me
I'll trade my body
Sell all my time
It's kind of sad what I'd give up
Just to feel useful
Just to feel fine
I'm so damn tired, I'll give up
(Shobu) Friends are your path to greatness
And without any friends
Even if you wind up with all the success in the world
Who's going to congratulate you
And who are you going to share it with?
I mean I know how to duel better than any of my friends
Why did I even bother to take their advice?
They might have cost me the biggest duel of my life
(Rekuta) No, Shobu!
It's not enough
It's not enough
Grinding for comfort
Zoned out mind justifies itself
Frozen in vane, heart trophies
Racing for safety
Always fluttering up stream
Winner takes denial and goes free
(Rekuta) We've got to help him! But how!?
(Shobu) I'm beyond my friends' help now, I'm on my own
Colorblind
Refracting love from admiration, shift
Care to narcissistic masturbation
I've got a grip on this, let's
Hand it to my gut, it groans, I miss it
Sing mantras limply like
I'm all ears, but I'm not listening
(Shobu) I summon, the power of my friends!
If you unfollow me
I'll probably give in to unhealthy coping
Start moping daily
Till sympathy forces you to hold me
I'll trade my body
Sell all my time
It's kind of sad what I'd give up
Just to feel useful
Just to feel fine
I'm so damn tired, I'll give up
(Shobu) Friends are your path to greatness
And without any friends
Even if you wind up with all the success in the world
Who's going to congratulate you
And who are you going to share it with?
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