25 (lies we tell ourselves) (LIVE)

*lyrics vary as to how i share the song today,, feels important as every single word we share manifests*

[Hook 1]

25, and never in a serious relationship

Another job interview, please, don’t ask for references

Messages were flooding my inbox, my

Anxiety had had my thumbs in a gridlock, I

Haven’t smoked in a like a minute, it’s time to get baked again

All in all my mom still says that I’m an amazing kid…

Yea, right…

The lies we tell ourselves to cope and get by…

[Verse 1]

Let’s go get high, let’s go

For a joyride, let go

Of anything you’re holding, divulging, unfolding, charge the scroll

Seriously, you can tell me bro

My girl, I’m here for you

Get it off your chest, life a hot mess, I gotta confess

You’re not alone…

I lost three jobs in six months,

Moved three times in the past year

They say third times the charm

But I don’t think that applies here

But it won’t be long ’til I make it and I see my name in lights, right?

Lies we tell ourselves to get by…

Like dropping out of college wasn’t one big mistake

I swear I had the brainpower, I just hated chasing grades

Or how my momma cried so hard when I told her I was gay

Seriously?! I listened to Britney Spears every single day of my life, psych!

It was only every other, hardly undercover

Gotta love her but it makes you wonder why we cover up

Parts of ourselves, and I ain’t mean to smother you

In all my hurt and words

This gift of gab can be a curse

I’m rambling…

[Hook 2]

I’m 25, and I’ve never been in a real relationship

Another job interview, please don’t ask for references

Messages were misread and mixed up

All the scenarios paranoia whipped up

Young Icarus, always in a big rush

Rubik’s for a brain and yea, these wrists have been cuffed

Oh but I trust, everything that we discuss

Will stay between you and I

While we’re high

On a joyride….

On a joy ride…

On a joy ride…

So I just ride, I just ride, I just ride…

[Bridge/Verse 2]

I was…

Always schemin’ so vehement,

Don’t they know I need it

Tried to show em, tried to tell em

But they just don’t see it

Every bar is as important as the air I’m breathin’

It is my Ra, Allah, my Ganesh, my Gandhi, and Jesus

Puzzling pieces

I can’t explain every reason

When every night is a battle

And every day’s a new thesis

I change my mind over matters

And shed a skin every season

I’m getting down to what matters

Feel like the radio needs this (the radio’s fucked!)

But I ain’t speaking from ego

I’m thinking ‘bout all the people

That are still underrepresented

How you tell us we equal

**When a fucking president

Can call Klan members ‘fine people’

And yet a nigga kneeling down

Causes social upheaval**

Some people think that they regal

But they make themselves damn slaves

To their own pride and ego,

Tell me WHY WOULDN’T CHRIST SAVE US ALL?!!

Would he play favorites or forget about victims

Would he pick a killing bull or the fighters who picked him

I’m rambling…

[Hook 3]

I’m 29, and I’m finally, in a serious relationship

With me, myself, and I, does that make it polygamous, silliness

Is creeping in again, sugarcoatin’ all that shit I just said, my head’s

In the middle of a big storm’s eye, so I

Ride and write knowing one day these songs will change my life…

That’s right,

Bibbidi-bobbidi-boo, I’m that guy (G.U.Y.)

**[A more updated lyric option]**

**When the fucking government loses track of what’s spent,

Budgets ballooning for defense, yet there’s how many homeless vets?!**

Some people think that they’re regal…