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Metastasis

from Wilt by Jicky

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lyrics

Don't like your band much.
Your sad-boy friends all fucking suck.
Post some pics on Instagram,
Feel real bad about life plans.
I swore I'd move to Canada.

Came to say your set blew,
Your girlfriend's real ashamed of you.
When she tells her parents 'bout it,
They say they won't allow it,
Their worst nightmare came true.

Slept in contacts again,
Scroll through 'til my contacts end.
I wonder why my phone,
Seems a better home,
Than spending time with friends.

I guess I'm just negative,
When I'm trapped in my head.
I feel so negative,
When I'm stuck in my head.

Don't give a fuck what you said,
Society don't need another opinion from me.

Don't wanna hear about your credits,
You're twenty-three with just a set list.
You've had senioritis,
Since teenage excitement,
Nested under skin.

I guess I'm just negative,
When I'm trapped in my head.
I feel so negative,
When I'm stuck in my head.

Don't give a fuck what you said.

How hard must I tug on your sleeve?
A heart, its strings pulled close to me.
The diagnostic:
The cerebellum rests,
My shower turns cold.

The hearth of a man always home,
Contrasts with one on the road.
Taught robotic,
Surgical steel,
Posh, post-modern.

There's poise and memory like old furnishings,
Positioned like rigormortis, eternity.
I sit in your house,
and try to forget,
the walls pregnant with regret.

Call me pessimist, still.
Though reality prods at our will,
Grain of water,
Sand on brain I wilt.

I guess I'm just negative,
When I'm trapped in my head.
I feel so negative,
When I'm stuck in my head.

Society don't need another opinion from me.

credits

from Wilt, released August 16, 2018
Jack Haley - Guitar/Vox

Charles Anderson - Guitar/Bass

Zane Rusk - Drums

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CAnderson- Bass
ZRusk- Drums

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