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For the Birds (ft. Kasane Teto)

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For the Birds (ft. Kasane Teto)

98 688 просмотров · 2 года назад
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art by nonahobb https://x.com/nonahobb this one has some of the dumbest lyrics i've ever written, and i could not be more proud discord:   / discord   wav + instrumental + vocals: https://drive.google.com/drive/folder... bandcamp: https://mekaloton.bandcamp.com/album/... spotify: https://open.spotify.com/album/7xF36e... give me your hard-earned money: https://ko-fi.com/mekaloton LYRICS: i’ve gotten out of bed now, so what more must i do? the hours lie ahead now, i see them passing through what’s with all this ado what’s with all this ado what’s with all this ado? i don’t know what you want, i don’t know what you need i’d say i’ll do my best, but nothing’s guaranteed ‘cause i don’t have the mettle, and i don’t understand i’m not somebody special, i just do what i can i just do what i can inane, obtuse, and hapless, that’s just what i’ve been called don’t treat me like an atlas, i’m known to drop the ball the writing’s on the wall the writing’s on the wall the writing’s on the wall i’m letting you decide, so, poorly or not at all? i don’t take any pride, no, i only take the fall i try not to recall i try not to recall i try not to recall i don’t know what you want, i don’t know what you need i’d say i’ll do my best, but nothing’s guaranteed ‘cause i don’t have the mettle, and i don’t understand i’m not somebody special, i just do what i can i don’t know what you want, i don’t know what you need i’m just a lowly cog in this lowly machine i don’t have any answers, i can’t do what you ask i’m not up to the standard, i’m not up to the task i’m not up to the task i don’t know what i want, i don’t know what i need i’ve been so many things that i don’t want to be ‘cause i just want to make it, just want to make it out but i can’t see the future, i only see my doubt i don’t know what i want, i don’t know what i need can’t listen to my self-fulfilling prophecy don’t ask why i produced it, just leave me for the birds i’m done giving excuses, go looking for the words go looking for the words