Entomological Field Research
Take me onto a dirt road
Crack the neck of the wheel
And let us fly into the densest forest there is
Because I can't build the courage to do it myself
Tell me how it makes you feel
Tell me what you think
However many years and I'm no better
She would block everything possible out like clockwork
And I could break the NDA that held her
My mother got hate in the mail when I came out at 18
She fought for me harder than I ever did myself
I struggle to think they win when I go avoidant
I struggle when half of my peers want me burning in hell
Sequential
Like DNA
Just splitting hairs
I see an angel
Lose her breath when I close my eyes
I waited
I live it
I do it right
And I worry endlessly
That it's only a matter of time
It's a crippled insect
Waiting to die
Writhes in the sunlight
Not knowing why
I am an insect
I am the light
Tell me how it makes you feel
Tell me what you think
When a spiral cliff drops off again
She fought a new experience
I exercised the medicine
Even that hell is not there
We have created our own
Dropping bombs for a check for a madman
Fucking leveling homes
Your last chance
You're writing these lyrics
Well I write your checks
I watch from far away
Talk back, I dock your pay
No rhyme no reason
No coverage on Saturday either
Can you come in and at least work a mid
Open up on an exhale
Waiting patiently for me to collapse
Open up on entropy
Understanding you and me
If change could happen I would change it you know
But a decaying collective doesn't help me at all
When the waiting was done, I tried to find
Countermeasures to kill a broken mind
With a piece of glass
Ending magnified
I am an insect burning
I am the light
You're Kafkaesque
Your slip was pink
And our books, they were red
I watch from far away
To better understand the budding working class
Invent new ways to get you off your ass
No work ethic
No vocation
A good for nothing generation
Blackburn
This is your notice
Of separation
Crack the neck of the wheel
And let us fly into the densest forest there is
Because I can't build the courage to do it myself
Tell me how it makes you feel
Tell me what you think
However many years and I'm no better
She would block everything possible out like clockwork
And I could break the NDA that held her
My mother got hate in the mail when I came out at 18
She fought for me harder than I ever did myself
I struggle to think they win when I go avoidant
I struggle when half of my peers want me burning in hell
Sequential
Like DNA
Just splitting hairs
I see an angel
Lose her breath when I close my eyes
I waited
I live it
I do it right
And I worry endlessly
That it's only a matter of time
It's a crippled insect
Waiting to die
Writhes in the sunlight
Not knowing why
I am an insect
I am the light
Tell me how it makes you feel
Tell me what you think
When a spiral cliff drops off again
She fought a new experience
I exercised the medicine
Even that hell is not there
We have created our own
Dropping bombs for a check for a madman
Fucking leveling homes
Your last chance
You're writing these lyrics
Well I write your checks
I watch from far away
Talk back, I dock your pay
No rhyme no reason
No coverage on Saturday either
Can you come in and at least work a mid
Open up on an exhale
Waiting patiently for me to collapse
Open up on entropy
Understanding you and me
If change could happen I would change it you know
But a decaying collective doesn't help me at all
When the waiting was done, I tried to find
Countermeasures to kill a broken mind
With a piece of glass
Ending magnified
I am an insect burning
I am the light
You're Kafkaesque
Your slip was pink
And our books, they were red
I watch from far away
To better understand the budding working class
Invent new ways to get you off your ass
No work ethic
No vocation
A good for nothing generation
Blackburn
This is your notice
Of separation
Credits
Writer(s): Nick Robles, Katie Blackburn
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