Sync or Sink

[Lonely]

C:

Floating beneath my knees...

Water from my overflowing sink...

Down the street I walked with my dog

Listening to a song so sweet.

I was afraid to face the bright lights and

Hard truths, I cut my teeth

On the sidewalk when I fell.

Bruised my ego, tired on the dime…

That’s what it’s like all the time.

Interjection:

Trapped.

Institutionalized.

I’m running through wires while my baby mama’s on the phone.

She asks me why I’m not on Facebook anymore-

I say I’m tired of bouncing off the Wall.

I took a break-

Intro:

Technological white noise

Hey, dude, where you been?

Why’s your number different?

Man, you suck, you’re no fun-

Distortion, fade out

V1:

Sinking under my burdens.

I’m better on my own.

Birds and the bees-

I teach my son the basics.

He don’t know what to do so he runs.

I’m afraid he’s gonna go AWOL,

Put his ass on the grass and start to cry

Because he ain’t cool.

“Got a Blackberry? Got Burberry?

Wanna hit molly?”

Molly’s my sister’s name

And I miss her…

But she hung up the phone…

We’re out of sync…

Instrumental break, fax machine in the bg

V2:

People tryna find me, I’d rather be uninvolved.

Drama mama, don’t you get tired?

Spectacle, negative attention-

Big baby in a circus act.

She fell off, he got put on,

Our country, right or wrong,

Culture war, send me into the machine.

Accursed share, I bear the burden.

Turn the TV off and get remote.

You only obey Nature’s call when you gotta shit…

C:

Floating beneath my knees...

Water from my overflowing sink...

Down the street I walked with my dog

Listening to a song so sweet.

I was afraid to face the bright lights and

Hard truths, I cut my teeth

On the sidewalk when I fell.

Bruised my ego, tired on the dime…

That’s what it’s like all the time.

V3:

I go down to the corner store,

Old man lets me in.

His arms are in the sink,

Sinkin’ up to his burdens

Wall Street cut out Main Street.

And I’m living hand to mouth

Lifestyle ain’t fun and I think my tongue went numb-

Must’ve been molly.

Molly cut my tongue-

She thinks I’m dumb, no fun.

But I prefer to sync out

And sink out

Leave me on a plate for the dishwasher to rinse out.

My dog’s on his leash and I think he’s tryna run away…

I’m gonna join him, go someplace new today…

B:

Molly found me, she’s worried for my sanity,

But I’ve never been better.

God granted me shoes to step in,

And goddamn, I stepped outside the lines..

Sitting in a garden,

flowers, gentle breeze,

I can finally get up off my knees.

My dog came back, he brought a bone-

And I had him chew up my dumb old phone…

O:

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Beep!!

“...So, dude, when are you getting back on Facebook?”

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