mini city heart attack

My backpack is full of paperbacks I am not
Remotely close to finished with yet
They'll still be here long after I'm dead
Strolling from one dusty apartment bookcase to the next
Debating amongst themselves whose owners' taste
They signified best

Just another day as a nervous wreck, another mini city heart attack
Just another day as a nervous wreck, another mini city heart attack

Stuck in Soho hell—what a plastic scene
If everyone's so hot, why is the makeup layered down like the Pleistocene
Any geologists here?
Man, forget about Williamsburg
It is the new Disney World
The museum in Virginia is more authentic
Although the French tourists in BK
Can pronounce Sartre convincingly like they've read him

Just another day as a nervous wreck, another mini city heart attack
Just another day as a nervous wreck, another mini city heart attack

Oh God, here I go again with the esoteric writing
Speak to the kids
Music-lovin' twentysomethings
The demographics!
So says my mental publisher
Alienated teenagers
Anything for a dollar
But here's the thing: even 'vernacular'
Is a five-dollar word
Come on, four quarters?

Just another day as a nervous wreck, another mini city heart attack
Just another day as a nervous wreck, another mini city heart attack



Credits
Writer(s): Carter Zumtobel, Colin Campbell, Quinn Marshall, Zoe Johnson
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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