Lyrics
He sits and smiles at his big CV thinking he’s just the knees of some bee
Reflecting on his impressive CV, he believes he's highly accomplished.
What exactly is he trying to prove?
Questioning the purpose behind his actions and what he aims to demonstrate.
I wake up beside my bed and I look at the clock and I scratch my head
Upon waking up, puzzled about his whereabouts and schedule.
Where am I supposed to be?
Uncertain about the appropriate place he should be.
I know what I wish that I could see
Expressing a desire to witness a specific sight or scenario.
He could have been a contender
Reflecting on missed opportunities and unfulfilled potential.
Once drunk he said to me
Recalling a past conversation where he mentioned being a talented fiction writer.
A brilliant fiction writer
Despite his writing skills, he had to abandon this pursuit.
But he had to leave it be
Choosing to let go of his writing aspirations.
I bang into my desk again and I look at the clock god it’s only ten
Frustrated by a collision with his desk, noting the early hour.
At least I know I plan on moving on
Expressing determination to progress and move forward.
I look at him with his cobweb eyes amusing himself with a wacky tie
Observing someone with indifferent, vacant eyes and an eccentric tie.
What is he supposed to be?
Questioning the purpose or identity of the observed person.
Creation lost in apathy
Creativity overshadowed by a lack of interest or enthusiasm.
He could have been a contender
Reiterating the missed potential and unfulfilled promise of the individual.
Once drunk he said to me
Revisiting a previous conversation where ambitions were discussed.
So why not make it happen
Encouraging the individual to pursue their dreams and make them a reality.
Even Pupkin had his way
Referencing a character who achieved success, implying it's achievable.
He could have been a contender
Repeating the theme of lost potential and unfulfilled aspirations.
Once drunk he said to me
Recalling a past conversation where the individual had one last opportunity.
Well there’s one shot in the barrel
Acknowledging a single remaining chance to change and succeed.
I’m done with sympathy
Declaring an end to offering sympathy or understanding for the individual's situation.
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