songs are poetic
cuz they don't make sense
sublimations of nobody's emotions
pathogens exhaled from the mouths of
scammers & thieves

i'm sitting at the bar where i met you
i'm stuck in it
stuck in it
i'm 
stuck in it
stuck in it

i turn the radio off
delete every playlist
smash the devices
and stare at the wall
i remember when i used to indulge
it's not sensible anymore

i'm sitting at the bar where i met you
i'm stuck in it
stuck in it
i'm
stuck in it
stuck in ithere i am...