lyrics
Stuck taking pills that I don’t want to take, and I’m feeling so lost like I’ve made a mistake, and I can’t help but wonder if this was a make or break it moment wasted. I wanted to comfort and be the good person in this never-ending maze of landmines, but you are confined by the walls of your hollow castle.
Eyelashes line the floor, and you wonder why.
You think you’re a savior.
How does it feel to grow up in the midst of the so-called fracturing of our generation's consciousness? You subscribe to your own notions and expectations. You're a cosmopolitan aesthete, you are. But as I drink cider out of a Styrofoam cup while looking out at the Hudson, I realize the detritus I leave behind is just as sentient as the experience of living.
And I think I need some time, because I'm wide awake and your pupils are huge right now.
You think you're a savior.
All of the losers you fucked and got high with outside of classrooms eat away at your eyes but not your mind. You leave things behind at Goodwill for somebody else to pick up and use, occasionally. And people sit at your desk, DJ-ing shitty songs that they heard two weeks ago at a party where all of the booze was Nikolai. They want to go back to that place and time.
Godspeed.
Eyelashes line the floor, and you wonder why.
You think you’re a savior.
How does it feel to grow up in the midst of the so-called fracturing of our generation's consciousness? You subscribe to your own notions and expectations. You're a cosmopolitan aesthete, you are. But as I drink cider out of a Styrofoam cup while looking out at the Hudson, I realize the detritus I leave behind is just as sentient as the experience of living.
And I think I need some time, because I'm wide awake and your pupils are huge right now.
You think you're a savior.
All of the losers you fucked and got high with outside of classrooms eat away at your eyes but not your mind. You leave things behind at Goodwill for somebody else to pick up and use, occasionally. And people sit at your desk, DJ-ing shitty songs that they heard two weeks ago at a party where all of the booze was Nikolai. They want to go back to that place and time.
Godspeed.
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from Eyelids,
released March 20, 2012
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GTB
GTB is an independent internet record label founded in early 2012.
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releasing the kind of music that your internet friends make in their bedrooms, over Skype, or in someone else’s garage. GTB is family, GTB is communication, GTB transcends time zones, state lines, and continents, and most importantly, GTB is great music.
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