You
is this a way out?
I think that is what you're asking but
I don't know how to answer
you either see it or you don't
when I was 19 you were 35 and I was learning about you
my generation is not stoic or serene
"I'm gonna make a lot of money and I'm gonna quit this crazy scene"
you are filled with resistant memories
a conscious revolution of the envied
I came alive in your essence
in the model you built
but it's all changed, now we fall in love with our former selves
over and over again I have always been able to give you
the benefit of the doubt but it's forever all about
all about you
well I can not be a part of your delusional pursuits
i can not support you if you just want to be used
i can not help it if your plans are falling through
and i can not love you like I used to
you always did have a knack for this
we are products of our raising, I am sad and you are unfit
we just sit in these old houses while the walls fall down around us
the ceilings crack and crumble
the basements fill with water
and I am stuck among all these people I don't know who only talk to me about you
I think that is what you're asking but
I don't know how to answer
you either see it or you don't
when I was 19 you were 35 and I was learning about you
my generation is not stoic or serene
"I'm gonna make a lot of money and I'm gonna quit this crazy scene"
you are filled with resistant memories
a conscious revolution of the envied
I came alive in your essence
in the model you built
but it's all changed, now we fall in love with our former selves
over and over again I have always been able to give you
the benefit of the doubt but it's forever all about
all about you
well I can not be a part of your delusional pursuits
i can not support you if you just want to be used
i can not help it if your plans are falling through
and i can not love you like I used to
you always did have a knack for this
we are products of our raising, I am sad and you are unfit
we just sit in these old houses while the walls fall down around us
the ceilings crack and crumble
the basements fill with water
and I am stuck among all these people I don't know who only talk to me about you
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Writer(s): Allison Crutchfield
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