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letra de transient - james chelliah

[verse 1: james ch-lliah]
proper drinks on tuesday
i skip the abstract on the event page
i know this chapter front to back
talk and talk and talk and talk
and like my whiskey on the rocks
it lasts for 5 minutes
all these people hovering, i know none of them
one of them invites me to reminisce on better times, worse times
i embellish both, that’s human, right?
humour me: to come and go is a human right
so why the h-ll am i standing here in this room tonight?
still doing the right thing for you
you’re the one who wants to leave
i don’t see what there’s to celebrate
maybe if this thing commemorates you and i
we can find a way for us not to be neutralised
no, that’s a shallow trap
when you move we’d stand here in the same spots
it won’t feel like a parallax cause you and i won’t look
won’t feel like a narrow gap or a large one
we’d abscond from perspective
relativity’s tiresome
i always feel like a guideline, always up for review
like all of this is just biding time, temporarily approved
ask the ones who’ve been here, they never fail to refute
“smarten up for the next one”
i thought i did with the last one
same old sh-t, less confused
[chorus: granet]
faces, faces
walk into my path
now just lay there
all untouched

[verse 2: james ch-lliah]
keeping close the ones who don’t fit into categories
expectations are set off when no one needs no validation from friend types
like good ones, great ones or besties
i don’t care if you think of me like i’m boring as f-ck
never a fuss, you cannot offend me
too many texts, still? being direct, hah? you don’t like that?
you’re in my life under my terms
i don’t really care how you find that
fill up a jar with friendship rules, roll it under a bus
what did you think, this sh-t was robust? (hm)
i’d like to believe in the best of us
but “best friend” is just wordplay
birthday after birthday after birthday
standing here next to other people that you had met last thursday
wikipedia friendliness, post-modern kinship
real relationship phoniness

[chorus: granet]
faces, faces
walk into my path
now just lay there
all untouched
faces, faces
walk into my path
now just lay there
all untouched

- james chelliah

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