(how do you define folk music?)

(it’s the constitutional replay of mass production)

we cried in sync, then she went still
and said "i love you but i will"

(and that's beautiful)

and every night i think about her
and what she does with him
and how it could have been me there
guess i don’t have thick skin

we both fucked this up
no i won’t lighted up
i’ll sit in this room
and make music for you

i wanna change my ways but i can’t
my desk stays covered in cans
i anxiously pick at my hands
and bleed where no one gives a damn

and we’ve got so many memories
you taught how to learn empathy
and helped me deal with my past
it’s a shame we didn’t last

we both fucked this up
no i won’t lighted up
i’ll sit in this room
and make music for you

i wanna change my ways but i can’t
my desk stays covered in cans
i anxiously pick at my hands
and bleed where no one gives a damn

SAMPLES:
Bob Dylan interview (vocal sample)
Mom Jeans - Death Cup (kick and snare sounds)
LSD Crisis 1966 (producer tag)