The Universe is a Giant Trash Dump
I'll post the lyrics and things tomorrow.
Okay, yeah, it's tomorrow, and I've just posted the lyrics.
In short, this song speaks to what kind of a week I've had. Dang, man. I think a lot of people might be able to relate...the best metaphor I can come up with is dying by a thousand paper cuts. I feel like life in America is a process of dying by a thousand paper cuts. Oh, man, every time I try to elaborate on that, I either go into too many personal details, or I sound whiney, so I'll just leave it at that. But I'm guessing people will be able to relate to this.
The lyrics are:
One day I woke up and I was a birdEating the trash that I'll make into turds
One day I woke up, and I was a whale
Going extinct, getting lost in the mail
The worse awful bad scary places make the universe feel like it's a giant trash dump
When this country crashes, burning down to ashes, I will smoke some grass - yes
The worse awful bad scary places make the universe feel like it's a giant trash dump
In a world that's dying, boiling hard and frying, and the trees are crying
This country's turned into a vat of shit
Now that I'm drowning, I cannot stand it
I'm dying from a thousand paper cuts
From the tax man, who wants to kick my butt
The worse awful bad scary places make the universe feel like it's a giant trash dump
I think we're done in, aliens are coming, and it makes me bumming
The worse awful bad scary places make the universe feel like it's a giant trash dump
This week, I am sad and stuck, I am having bad luck, and it makes me mad as fuck
The universe is a giant trash dump
The universe is a giant trash dump
One day I woke up and I was a bird
Eating the trash that I'll make into turds
Eating the trash that I'll make into turds
And we wonder if we are the birds
Or the trash that's soon to be a turd
Or the trash that's soon to be a turd
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