Lyrics
Leave the crib like once a day (Trust myself and no one else)
Expressing a minimalistic lifestyle, leaving home once a day, relying on self-trust.
The fuckin’ with my boring face (So make this money might as well)
Frustration with a mundane appearance, choosing to make money due to the lack of alternatives.
My M.O.’s sending memos to people who don’t reply
Communicating with others who ignore or don't respond, creating a sense of isolation.
So when I’m in a foreign country and you hit me back I’m tired, yea
Feeling exhausted when contacted in a foreign country, implying emotional fatigue.
Smoke and mirrors, run with scissors, Bill Withers my soundtrack Hold me up like broken pillars
Metaphorical imagery of illusions and risky behavior, referencing Bill Withers, the singer.
Never meant to bounce back Another plane, hide your face JFK like Marilyn Pop a pill, Seroquel
Rejecting the idea of recovery, embracing a reckless lifestyle, with references to JFK and Marilyn Monroe.
We’ll move onto better things I gotta go, gotta work on myself, gotta nurse my dumb ass back to health
Moving forward in life, acknowledging the need for self-improvement and healing.
Why you so distant? Who’s here to listen? No one, when the show done And the curtains close And the dro gone
Expressing loneliness, lack of listeners after a performance, and the emptiness after the high is gone.
Find a better life, we’ll have more fun Put a better price on the storefront
Seeking a better life and placing value on personal growth and well-being.
Pick your poison, better be a choice that you can live with
Choosing a path with careful consideration, emphasizing the importance of living with the consequences.
All that glitters isn’t gold and this flower ain’t eucalyptus
Warning against superficial appearances, highlighting the disparity between reality and illusion.
I got people walking by me on the street, they taking pictures Solar energy been fueling me can’t wait till it eclipses
Owning one's uniqueness, generating energy from unconventional sources, anticipating personal growth.
I don’t know where I’ve been going but I hope it’s somewhere comfortable
Uncertain about life's direction, expressing a desire for comfort in the unknown journey.
They love me when I’m gone but when I’m here I feel disposable
Feeling unappreciated in the present, contrasting with posthumous acknowledgment.
I should be indestructible but vanish when the curtains close
Desiring resilience but acknowledging vulnerability, disappearing metaphorically after the performance.
Screw you guys I’m going home, excuse me if I’m going ghost
Rejecting social interaction, choosing solitude, possibly in response to feeling misunderstood.
I don’t know where I’ve been going but I hope it’s somewhere comfortable
Reiterating uncertainty about life's direction, seeking comfort in the unknown journey.
They love me when I’m gone but when I’m here I feel disposable
Noticing a shift in others' attitudes, feeling disposable in the present moment.
I should be indestructible but vanish when the curtains close
Desiring resilience but acknowledging vulnerability, disappearing metaphorically after the performance.
Screw you guys I’m going home, excuse me if I’m going ghost
Rejecting social interaction, choosing solitude, possibly in response to feeling misunderstood.
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