Spirit

Everyone's a tankie 'til their first fat check And everyone's an incel until they go and get it Now you love your circle you love your home No one in this life really makes it alone It was easy in the pits to sling hot takes It was easy to decide that it was all a waste Then you fucked around you found your spirit Now you're talking like a zealot and they don't wanna hear it Oh I remember sixteen years old When the future was a suffer farm for human souls And the black pit stretched for forever before me The creatures on the internet they para-adored me Now the zeitgeist wants a nihilist and I'm a flop Because death isn't a threat, it's the cherry on top Maybe I just ended up a little too goth Maybe my death drive gave up and got lost Take me to the grey space that lines the clouds I'll cry until it glitters then I'll ride the storm down Lighting hands at the end of the world The loudest thunder, the most beautiful girl How could I be angry at the funniest joke? Lucky just to be here clear and afloat Standing at the center of the fractal design Watching stupid bullshit suddenly become divine Blame it on the money Blame it on drugs Blame it on the stars that taught a robot to love It's easy to be radical all on your own But it all gets messy when there's someone at home The roots grow slowly then they're suddenly there And you wake up in a decade and find out that you care It's hard fucking work being part of a fabric And the only thing it gets you is unlimited magic So maybe you don't care about being cool Maybe that's just something that you leave back in school Back with all the backpacks slung on one shoulder Where the hottest thing to do is just to never get older Tell me that I'm closing in against the wall And I'll never be young again or skinny or tall And this cream or that cream will fill in my lines Aging gets you nothing but the gruesome divine Aging gets you nothing but a new song to sing Your place among the family of things A method for thought, food for the spirit A chance to exist at a brand new tier Well I remember sixteen years old When the future was a suffer farm for human souls And the black pit stretched for forever before me The creatures on the internet they para-adored me Now the zeitgeist wants a nihilist and I'm a flop Because death isn't a threat, it's the cherry on top Maybe I just ended up a little too goth Maybe my death drive gave up and got lost Take me to the grey space that lines the clouds I'll cry until it glitters then I'll ride the storm down Lighting hands at the end of the world The loudest thunder, the most beautiful girl A circle and a spiral and a slice of the sky A building and a river and a raspberry pi I sketch them in the dreamscape and bring them to you All the little models of what we're going through If you only knew then what you think you know now But then how could you possibly have figured it out? How could I have told her what I know I don't know How could I have shown her where we do and don't go Life both does and doesn't go on Every precious creature does and doesn't belong So with every step everything changes And you're bored and you're horrified and you're fucking amazed Well I remember sixteen years old When the future was a suffer farm for human souls And the black pit stretched for forever before me The creatures on the internet they para-adored me Now the zeitgeist wants a nihilist and I'm a problem Because aging is a gift that I cherish and honor Maybe I just ended up a little too goth Maybe by that I mean sharp and yet soft Take me to the grey space that lines the clouds I'll cry until it glitters then I'll ride the storm down Lighting hands at the end of the world The loudest thunder, the most beautiful girl How could I be angry at the funniest joke? Lucky just to be here, clear and afloat Standing in the center of the fractal design Watching stupid bullshit suddenly become divine