I hear echoes of voices like my ex stepfather/adopted Dad in my mind ridiculing my writing and art.
This is not a.i.
So cheerio to all you chat bot champions, I haven't reached that point yet where I'll take what I have and cyber terrain the hell out of what I've got yet.
Mmm Mmm Being honest just got you in trouble So your mind is liquor and rubble And in all of your lonely spaces Sits attractive irrational thinking Like, why can't you just get up, get out? Leave your wife and your kid and your house? Stamp the fire and start one anew Like the darkness that's growing in you? Leave the age on your face, the dog on the couch? Leave the pain in your knee, the teeth in your mouth? Leave the yells in the halls, the paint on the walls and start livin'? Golly, boy, you're such a fool Don't you know we count on you? Grit your teeth and make us proud Fake it when you don't know how Is your brain singin' songs to itself? (Mmm) Are the miles callin' for help? Do your words taste real when they're belted? Does your mind feel good when it's melted? We're all here when you are not present We're all here when you're out and irreverent We're all here when you're lost to the static When you act as if you're made for actin' We're all here when the shame pokes the back of your brain We're all here when you're drunk, and you still won't abstain We're all here when you treat your life like life everlasting Golly, boy, you're such a fool Don't you know we count on you Grit your teeth and make us proud Don't act like you don't know how
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I hear echoes of voices like my ex stepfather/adopted Dad in my mind ridiculing my writing and art.
This is not a.i.
So cheerio to all you chat bot champions, I haven't reached that point yet where I'll take what I have and cyber terrain the hell out of what I've got yet.
I'll keep ya posted.
Peace by Peace.
J.E. Ayers Brooks
Song by Matt Maeson
Mmm
Mmm
Being honest just got you in trouble
So your mind is liquor and rubble
And in all of your lonely spaces
Sits attractive irrational thinking
Like, why can't you just get up, get out?
Leave your wife and your kid and your house?
Stamp the fire and start one anew
Like the darkness that's growing in you?
Leave the age on your face, the dog on the couch?
Leave the pain in your knee, the teeth in your mouth?
Leave the yells in the halls, the paint on the walls and start livin'?
Golly, boy, you're such a fool
Don't you know we count on you?
Grit your teeth and make us proud
Fake it when you don't know how
Is your brain singin' songs to itself? (Mmm)
Are the miles callin' for help?
Do your words taste real when they're belted?
Does your mind feel good when it's melted?
We're all here when you are not present
We're all here when you're out and irreverent
We're all here when you're lost to the static
When you act as if you're made for actin'
We're all here when the shame pokes the back of your brain
We're all here when you're drunk, and you still won't abstain
We're all here when you treat your life like life everlasting
Golly, boy, you're such a fool
Don't you know we count on you
Grit your teeth and make us proud
Don't act like you don't know how
Source: Musixmatch
Songwriters: Matthew Steven Mason
Everlasting lyrics © Wkmm
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