another message in a van
saying that I’m wishing you all the best
I can’t be there, maybe next year
hoping by the time you’ll forget
I don’t even think about excuses no more
I’m taking one for the team
like we’ve all done before
how many times until you regard me
as the one that's late to the party?
it is hard to justify missing out on your grandmother's 80th birthday.
sorry that I spent my time
chasing ghosts I’m never gonna find
all these loose contacts
seem to be the heaviest.
I think I'm the asshole in this game
forgot you while I pleased everyone else
all these loose contacts
choke me like a noose around my neck
everybody knows the feeling
when the dopamine is kicking
how much pace am I allowed to waste
to still gather momentum?
my friends forget to dream these days
and I still follow a phantom
everyone around me is heavy at heart
but striking roots without making intentions to start
how many times until you regard me
as the one that's late to the party?
supported by 14 fans who also own “Loose Contacts”
viscerally affected by covid, this album has a less optimistic but more accepting message than the previous. it reaches the heart of my experience (and others'?) in a cathartic and depressing acknowledgement. it's nice to know you feel the same niq