Single / Track
The Extracurriculars of the Cordyceps aka Fourth Degree Infection
Lyrics
Why can't I shake the unhelpfulness from my skin
While I know you're gone, I still can't shake
The thoughts from my head that emerge
When i think about all the time we have wasted just sitting around
Oh why can't i shake the thoughts from my head
Oh baby you infected me
So just rip the bandaid off, tell me you hate me
So i can get on with my day
Oh baby, i can't stand the noise or the crowds
That emerge from the black
That i feel every day
Oh i don't know how to feel
Hours and hours
I've pondered the meaning of the photos on the wall
How did i manage living without you
Oh what, what took you so long?
I feel nothing but regret for standing in the midst
Of a mental battlefield
I don't want a part in this
So just rip the bandaid off, tell me you hate me
So i can get on with my day
Oh baby, i can't stand the noise or the crowds
That emerge from the black
That i feel every day
Oh i don't know how to feel
So lay the answers up upon me like a ton of bricks
Oh, how i live for the pressure
Hours and hours, tell me how to spend my dying days
Oh i can't imagine a way to make it feel
Like I'm someone, somebody who wants somebody else
Tell me if I'm ranting, but i can't make it feel
So lay the answers up upon me like a ton of bricks
Oh, how i live for the pressure
Hours and hours, tell me how to spend my dying days
Oh i can't imagine a way to make it feel
Like I'm someone, somebody who wants somebody else
Tell me if I'm ranting, but i can't make it