[00:00.000] 作曲 : Mal Blum[00:00.000]Spending Friday night alone[00:02.089]I'm reading campus fratboy porn[00:04.836]Strewn on the table for my roommate when he finally gets home[00:09.085]But just one night ago, three flights ago,[00:11.868]I'm back in Michigan[00:13.731]Another trip I won't remember[00:16.199]appreciate much when I'm dead, oh[00:27.914]And the hotel where I slept that night was surely haunted, then[00:31.796]Because every hour I woke up feeling so watched and wanted[00:36.455]And I think I remember that from when we met[00:39.526]Which feels so insignificant,[00:41.613]or maybe odd now to admit,[00:43.675]it's all in retrospect, oh[00:54.966]And so, I spent the winter bundled up[00:57.366]pretending I was sane[00:58.847]And giving up the things I love the most because they felt like pain[01:03.108]And it's so obvious, this jaded bunch[01:05.528]We don't believe in ghosts and such[01:08.220]We watch the hunt incredulous,[01:09.892]but cannot look away[01:11.755]And you looked at me like I was a piece of meat[01:19.507]So, I was a piece of meat for a time[01:28.831]But you were a vegetarian,[01:31.162]so I became a vegetarian[01:33.115]Then when you started eating meat,[01:35.260]I also started eating meat[01:37.134]And I lied to all my friends,[01:39.599]said I was happy when I wasn't[01:41.748]And you lied to all your selves,[01:43.697]said I could give you what you wanted[01:45.891]But it all feels so much bigger than some blame-filled lonely break up like all our narratives and mortality only distill to[01:53.203]Oh my God, we're gonna die[01:58.873]We're gonna die, maybe it's gonna be alone[02:01.462]We're gonna die, maybe it's gonna be alone,[02:05.402]and no one will find the things we left behind[02:11.590]Because[02:15.800]Because we[02:20.145]Because we never thought to leave a ****ing archive