The Past Is Not For Living In

«We don’t have to be who we’ve been»
It’s so fucking easy to say the thing, and do nothing
Like most things
«We don’t have to be who we’ve been»
It’s so fucking easy to say the thing, and do nothing
Like most things
«We don’t have to be who we’ve been»
It’s so fucking easy to say the thing
Spent half of my twenties in bed
Nursing my nihilism
Pleading that sanity let go of what little was left
Cursed my family tree
The roots held no hereditary disease
We pass that shit down through speech
Divine wisdom
So close to a total annihilation of self
This passage through the terriblest times are rarely unfelt
It’s scathing how pain can scale
One day, you’re OK
The next day, you were made to fail
And not for no reason
The reason is inexplicable, so you dig deep
My therapist says ‘Everything is fixable in, like, a lifetime.'
Grand, that’s a timeline
I’ll stick to that shit, no matter how unrealistic
How strange the world can look
Staring at its heart with logistics
I think it’s just fine, the way it is, for now
«We don’t have to be who we’ve been» (We don’t have to be)
It’s so fucking easy to say the thing, and do nothing (We don’t have to live)
Like most things (Like most things)
«We don’t have to be who we’ve been» (We don’t have to be)
It’s so fucking easy to say the thing, and do nothing (We don’t have to live)
Like most things (Like most things)
We don’t have to be
We don’t have to live (We don’t have to live)
Like most things (Like most things)
We don’t have to be
We don’t have to live (Have to live)
Like most things (Like most things)
«Live in the now, live in the now, live in the now»
I know, you told me
I’m trying to cauterise wounds that stayed warm since '89
Don’t rush me
Eventually I can get close to clean
How can you fix the core without causing some consternation?
How can you get to clean without cleansing what’s interesting?
Sounds dull
If I am the sum of the me of old
I’m bound to carry my debt to the grave and lie low
Scrape another layer of skin from my past, test it
Analyse it over and over again, stress it
If it says I’m destined for fuckery, then, great
Cause it means that I’m living for the future
And not the rest of this