We Are Both Writers
Navigating Love's Turbulence: Kind of Like Spitting's 'We Are Both Writers'
Lyrics
Reacclimate to my surroundings
Adjusting to my environment once again
Back in a city that just seems to eat itself
Back in a city consumed by its own problems
All I really want to do is get back into you
Desire to reconnect with someone emotionally
No tension, no worries
Wanting a stress-free situation
But every time it comes around I find gray ways to let you down
Struggling to maintain relationships despite good intentions
I can't control my instincts
Lacking control over natural impulses or behaviors
Why can't I be happy just to call you a friend?
Difficulty being content with friendship, seeking more
I thought things could be different
Hoping for positive change but facing challenges
Maybe I could do some good
Desire to contribute positively despite past mistakes
Come home spent to unemploy a past from Hollywood
Returning home with a desire to change past behaviors
Some things can change everything
Recognizing the potential for certain actions to be impactful
Despite their rights and wrongs
Acknowledging the complexities of right and wrong
I'm getting reacquainted with my lower self
Getting familiar with personal flaws or lesser qualities
Redhead teach me compassion from your fragrant continent
Seeking to learn empathy from someone (possibly a redhead)
While you're at it you can ressurect my family
Desire for a renewal or revival of familial relationships
While you're at it you can summon Christ and part the seas
Expressing a wish for extraordinary, almost impossible actions
While you're at it you can polarize my chemicals
Desiring drastic changes in personal feelings or emotions
I'm so sick of trying to fight my body and you at the same time
Struggling with inner conflicts involving oneself and a partner
I am righteous in my anger!
Asserting righteousness in feelings of anger
All I have to give you is my lower self
Offering one's imperfect self in a relationship
I will sing of how we made love like strangers
Recalling a past intimate relationship with a sense of detachment
All I'll have to sell you is my lower self
Having little to offer besides one's flawed self
Oh how you are as pretty as the postpunk kids you pity
Comparing someone's beauty to misunderstood youth
Oh how you swear by the myth that you're not beautiful
Commenting on someone's disbelief in their own beauty
How nothing ever seems to work the way that it gets planned
Reflecting on plans that often fail to materialize as intended
So we turn away from everyone that loves us
Choosing to isolate oneself from those who care
Hypnotized by waves our lives are deer blocking the lane
Metaphorically hypnotized by destructive habits or patterns
We can just sit back and watch it all go up in flames
Accepting the impending chaos or destruction
Until every note, every chord sounds the same
Anticipating monotony or lack of variety in life
It goes boom boom boom on my ego
Impact of self-centered actions on one's ego
It goes boom boom boom but I don't mind anymore
Accepting and being desensitized to repetitive behaviors
'Cause You can only go boom boom boom for so long
Understanding the consequences of repetitive actions
Until it hurts you more than it hurts me
Realizing the toll of repetitive actions on oneself and others
Nothing ever seems to work the way that it gets planned
Reflecting on the failure of plans once again
So I will turn away from everything that hurts me
Choosing to distance oneself from pain or negativity
Climb back into a cloud of smoke
Retreating into habits or situations that endanger
My face close to the flame
Engaging in risky behavior or situations knowingly
Camera pulling back, leaving you left of the frame
Symbolic distancing from someone or something
It's a party and you're not invited
Feeling excluded or left out of a celebratory environment
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