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30 – the michael character كلمات اغنية

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what’s for breakfast?
same thing, same thing
homemade home fries
eggs and coffee
loss of confidence
loss of clarity
a settled feeling, dulling curiosity
if self is the things you do
i’m a thoughtlessly wiled away afternoon
‘til it’s already time to switch to evening lights
another day, dollar, dunk tank dip, but it’s alright

i guess you can’t feel bitter
if the world doesn’t give you what you want
when you’re not sure what you want
can’t play*act a sideline sitter
in a world where you don’t know what you want
are goals bad?
maybe it’s time to give up the lists
maybe it’s time to stop all this sh*t
or maybe it’s timе to get serious

early career successеs:
red sky in the morn’
wait for the storm or call off the dogs
never learned to be resilient
i can’t take it when i’m not being babied by the one in charge
if self is the things you are
i’m exhausted and fine and a wreck and a superstar
but maybe all we ever need in life
is for a couple other people to believe that we’re alright
because you can’t feel bitter
if the world doesn’t give you what you want
when you’ve got forever want
can’t play*act a sideline sitter
in a world where you’ll never have enough
are goals bad?
maybe it’s time to give up the lists
maybe it’s time to stop all this sh*t
or maybe it’s time to get serious

waiting around to be something easy
some marketing dweeb who loves everything mid*century
another image*conscious angel of the helping professions
a restless musician repeating boring confessions
jealous of the ones who stuck the landing
or leaned particularly hard into their branding
but all of this deflection comes to little if it’s not paired
with a basic understanding that i do it ‘cause i’m scared of failure
man…

i’ve been doing some things for twelve years (like this sh*t)
and i’ve been doing some things for eight years (like teaching)
and i’ve been doing some things for four years (like flossing)
and some things i’ve been crushing much longer (parallel parking)

hey man
if self is the things you leave
i’m a rambling voicemail message about nothing
if self is the things you’ve been
i’m wrong
if self is what others see
man, i’m not supposed to care too much about me, but
maybe self is like everything
but in a monist sense though, so it’s valid philosophically
thirty came quickly
the endless future; a horizon approaching
friends’ babies are growing
and my prospects for professional advancement are diminishing
but if self is contingent then
i’m at least as important as you are to me, my friend
and we’re doing some cool sh*t still, i guess

so what’s for breakfast?
same thing, same thing
you fried the eggs up and
i made the coffee
we’ve got a lot of time
to sip here

- the michael character كلمات اغنية

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