Dead Pursuits

Somebody help me in my dead pursuits,

I'm dying my hair and cutting out sugar.

Pretend I'm OK but I'm choking,

I'll try anything, I'll buy anything

I don't remember how to dance

the beat's changed.

I don't remember how to be me,

I'm not the same.

I didn't ace that interview

I didn't even apply - there's no use.

Three years and still worried it's a mediocre album

I swear I tear myself limb from limb.

I don't remember how to dance

the beat's changed.

I don't remember how to be me,

I'm not the same.

I don't remember how to dance,

or be me.

Chances are this will slip in to the ether,

is anyone listening?

Creating in a vacuum...

is anyone listening?

Will I ever record this?

is anyone listening?

I can't do it

I can't do it

I can't do it

I can't do it.

I can't do it.

Is anyone listening?

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