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You look like a mess, with goons in your head like me, you’re going on about Hashem and I’m a jerk cuz I’m not listening. I’m not gonna tell you if I think you’re pretty, you don’t care enough to listen and I’m too shy to say.

It’s not my place anyway, I don’t know you like they do, and I don’t want to. I can’t carry your baggage on the train. It’s just your aura, or something stupidly mystical that makes me think of kissing you, but you’re too tired to stay.

But I’ve learned to be as flippant as the way you slam your car door when you walk into the diner at 10 o'clock at night, and you stay til four, all alone, they don’t kick you out cuz you’re just that charming when you’re sipping cold black coffee til the sun comes up and it’s time to hit the road.

You look like a mess, with goons in your head like me, I'm going on about The End and how I'd want you to come along with me, like Keira Knightley in that shitty rom-com movie, but I just now realize that if you were in a movie, you would take the leading role.

It’s nostalgia I’ve created, I’m stuck in the loop again, and the cinematic scene I’ve replayed over in my head is so unreal, you’re so unreal, and I’m so fucked to be so lost in framing my whole self around the cost of blood that I’ve forgotten to pay, I’ve forgotten to know myself, I’ve forgotten to live.

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from Anhedonia Demos, released November 5, 2016

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