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Track 2

lyrics

My mother's a social worker, father is a teacher
I make art for scraps, yeah, the author in your speakers
Some call this emo or sad boy rap
I call it introspective musings of a sad boy trapped
Frustrated, don't know how to tell it
Watchin' my weight yo-yo like the cellist
Solitude in a melancholic mood
Evenings repeating of binge-eating all the food
And binge watchin' programs on the cable box
Need better habits to rewrite my fatal flaws
Huggin' on my pillow like it's flesh
Loneliness naggin', feel it billow in my chest
There's no need to be overly cryptic
'Cause before COVID-19 I was socially distant
Neurotic, burnin' out like a comet
Calmin' myself down in attempts to finally solve it

But it's been a challenge, to be honest

Made an upbeat song but it turned depressin'
Ah, man, not again, need to learn my lesson
But I guess that's just the way that it goes, huh?
Just the way that it goes
Yo, I was up 'til dawn just scratchin' my head
Finally threw up my hands and said what had to be said
So, I guess that's just the way that it goes, huh?
Just the way that it goes

I don't believe in divine intervention
It's on me to survive inner tension
But I'm depressed, stressed, and vexed with credit card debt
And insecure fears that have been a large threat
Not to mention gettin' gaslit by the government
Wonderin' if the end-time's comin' in
Yeah, the world keeps spinnin' like rotisserie chicken
But we've been through the wringer and it's visibly different
So take a deep dive in my mind like a bungee
It ain't been the same since they shut down Honey
And it ain't been the same since they closed Fifth Element
Can't imagine ever havin' the same fellowship
Left behind like a MySpace page
Though I made some new friends to crack my top eight
'Cause even when it's ominous, ponderin' the positive
Not gettin' bogged down, caught up with the opposite

Made an upbeat song but it turned depressin'
Ah, man, not again, need to learn my lesson
But I guess that's just the way that it goes, huh?
Just the way that it goes
Yo, I was up 'til dawn just scratchin' my head
Finally threw up my hands and said what had to be said
So, I guess that's just the way that it goes, huh?
Just the way that it goes

Just the way that it goes
Just the way that it goes
Just the way that it goes

Made an upbeat song but it turned depressin'
Ah, man, not again, need to learn my lesson
But I guess that's just the way that it goes, huh?
Just the way that it goes
Yo, I was up 'til dawn just scratchin' my head
Finally threw up my hands and said what had to be said
So, I guess that's just the way that it goes, huh?
Just the way that it goes

credits

from Subjective Art For Mass Consumption, Vol. 1, released September 23, 2022
Written and performed by Christopher Michael Jensen

Produced by Optimystic LMZ

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