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replicator (of futurology) - gust كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1]
that was touch-and-go for a second, man
my whole existence has felt open-ended
[?] beginning of no idea where we’re headed but f-ck it
suppose there’s no use in pretending
i don’t have all the answers in odd romantic nights of self
[?] dance with confusion, feel like it’ll never end
but maybe that’s the point, the movement of a song
the transience can’t be happiness if you don’t hold on
they say absence, it makes the heart grow fonder
so let’s wander, conversate, lose ourselves in this forgetful day
stretch our brains with conceptual experiments
level in the mess we’ve made inside our heads through negligence
direct experience is a beautiful thing
yet from the moment we hear those first alarm bells ring
until we lay back down to set it all up again
we rarely pay attention to the time that we spend

[interlude]
we so rarely look at the sky, and we don’t dance enough
got time to -n-lyze the lies, not enough to make our own stories up
hope it’ll love, jokes for the fun
rooms full of stuff, it stops us from chasing the sun, chasing the ones we want
change can only come from within
so [?] a cosmic blip on some hippie sh-t
feel free to wiggle to the silliness
pick a bet off the script to make an ethos to feed off of this free-fall and seesaw that we call life

[verse 2]
uh
are you not entertained?
give yourself a second to level the stresses weighing down your brain
it’s never too late to make a change
just take it by the day and don’t get caught up in the blame
it’s all in the outlook, you see, problems are opportunities
do you laugh at the incongruency or grasp for continuity?
holding on for dear life, craving concrete ident-ty
a cosmic ent-ty with clarity is kinda medicine
whoa, i’m looking rough ‘round the edges
far from a death wish but definitely not well rested
habits strengthened by the time past since my last half–ss gasp from underneath the mask, man
how long as it been since i felt a cool summer breeze dance awkwardly across my cheeks?
when was the last time i heard a bird sing?
i need the chance to catapult myself to well’s wellspring

- replicator of futurology

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