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I don't know maybe it's just me
But a lot of the times I feel like an imposter in my own skin
Like somehow I'm not qualified to do the thing I've been doing my entire life
I mean for God sakes I don't even have a combover
And it's not even just that I'm not capable of doing these things
But as I’m sitting here recording this song
Trying to figure out how I feel
I am wrapped in a literal security blanket
Something that my sister made for me almost a decade ago
When I was going into surgery and was terrified that I was going to die
It is pretty cool though, It’s got skulls with mohawks
But I'm 32 years old, and I still have a mohawk
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Let Me Sleep (on it)
01:17
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I need a nap
Do you remember naps
They used to make us take them when we were kids
And then they would feed us a snack
The audacity
I drink so much coffee right now that it would probably kill a small army of rodents
Or power a house
Because it is caffeine that keeps these lights on
I need a nap, and some goldfish
So now that we’ve established that we clock in caffeinated
And check out sleep deprived
Is there really any question that we feel underappreciated when we work for our next latte
And our children take naps in the middle of the day and wake up demanding snacks
I need a nap, and a fruit by the foot
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Age is Just a Number
02:34
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I was told I was old today
At first I laughed it off and said I’m definitely not old
I don’t have a combover
I still have a mohawk
I buy coffee and snacks
I know she said
You told everyone in your first two tracks
All you ever talk about is your past
When you got here, what you’ve liked, and even how you met your wife
I don’t really understand what my wife has to do with this
I mean I’m old enough to be married, so I guess that makes me old
I have children, so sure I’m old enough to have children
But still I don’t understand how I’m old
She said you just are
I said ok, sure man, whatever you say
I guess I’m old
It wasn’t until the drive home when I thought about everything
Oh God, am I really getting old
What does old mean
Am I gonna die, I don’t want to die
Who the fuck wants to die
I’m certainly not that old, but it could happen at any time
I don’t like thinking about these things
It’s very existential and mean
That all I seem to do is make paper
I guess you could call it green
Like the grass on the other side
To which I now feel like I belong
But to a younger generation all I do is mow the lawn
I like to think that I’ll leave this place a little bit better in my short time here
I hope that you can to, because the end is always near
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Brandon Law recommends:
The Demonstration
by DRAB MAJESTY
I found this album only a few months ago, and I still finish it every time I start it. If you enjoy any post-punk or nu-wave from the 80's. This album is worth a listen! *Perfect driving album*
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