I sent some connectivity into the id
And what I found there was the worst
Oh it makes me hurt
It makes no sense
No sense at all
I went downstairs to see if the cat was alive
And I found her sittin down
By her broken water fountain
She looked surprised
Thirsty, but wise
I bent my back near'n half makin you so small
What's there left of you to break?
Won't you go back,
Go back home alone,
So I can sleep
I once met the mayor at the annual county fair
He was fatter in real life
I felt betrayed
As I made awkward eye contact
With his wife
Ain't it the same thing over and over?
Ain't it the same thing over and over?
Ain't it the same thing over and over again?
I miss those days in the mountains after school
Where no one could hunt us down
That was our mountain
Little kings and queens
With green and golden crowns
I think about the way we used to live our lives
How the midnight wine would stain
Are we real now like then?
Am I alive now like then?
Are we more we than them?
I can't go back to a life without your love
And I know that sounds cliché
But I don't give a shit.
You are the sum of my life,
the sum of all my pain
I don't where we go, but we go from here:
From the space that I have made.
This broken peace,
This wasted air passin between
You and Me.
Ain't it the same thing over and over?
Ain't it the same thing over and over?
Ain't it the same thing over and over again?
Ain't it the same thing over and over?
Ain't it the same thing over and over?
Ain't it the same thing over and over again?
credits
from Black Box,
released December 25, 2018
Zachariah Baker - Lyrics, Music, Performance, Recording
Matt Haughton of Anatomy of the Mix - Mixing & Mastering
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