lyrics
I’ve been sitting here thinking,
Well, I guess thinking isn’t quite the word,
I’ve been sitting here dying,
For something to occur,
Knocking on the door to see if I’m still home,
Calling to check in but I turned off my phone,
Baby are you there?
Did you disappear?
Words are drifting over but I really don’t care
Found alternative meaning,
In about two hundred forty lines,
If I was writing a sonnet,
That’d be a waste of time,
Show me, show me, show me, show me what I am,
Straight into my veins I’ve got helical scan,
Magnetize my heart,
Suffer for my art,
Once I hit the end I just rewind to the start
CHORUS:
Tape, caught in an endless loop,
Show me again and again on the,
Tape, forgetting where I am when I see all that analog,
Tape, caught on an endless loop,
Show me again and again on the,
Tape, forgetting where I am when I see all that Technicolor red
Let’s devour a minute,
Or an hour if you think we could,
Then a day or two later,
Another week sounds good,
Listen very carefully to my next words,
Been in here a month and real life still hurts,
Call me in a year,
I’ll be in the clear,
Dedicate the decade to my world premiere
CHORUS:
Tape, caught in an endless loop,
Show me again and again on the,
Tape, forgetting where I am when I see all that analog,
Tape, caught on an endless loop,
Show me again and again on the,
Tape, forgetting where I am when I see all that Technicolor red
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released March 10, 2023
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