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letra de one way out & the tr!bes of tatooine - ‏‏‎jordanisdead

[intro: jordanisdead]

to you, my eyes are shifting red (red)
to me, i’m stretching ’til im dead (dead)
atomized until i’m radiation (radiation)
you can find my blueprint in the sp-ce that’s vacant, blazing

[verse: jordanisdead]

i worry my mom will use the tv tonight
i worry i won’t get it first my hands are tied
i want to binge my show but ill have to be polite
it is her tv i suppose so its alright
i worry that we’re out of burgers, so i’ll have to make me something else
that is all i’m in the mood for, wanting nothing else
i worry that my soule comic won’t get here by tuesday
i worry i won’t get rsd’s operation doomsday
i worry that they’ll try to quote on quote “course correct” boba fett
they shouldn’t listen to these pr-cks, it makes me so upset
i worry i got too many books, i can’t read ’em fast enough
worry that im rushing through em just to wrap it up
i worry im not enjoying ’em how i should be
i worry that i can’t remember moments without looking
i worry i spend too much time reading and not enough with people
i worry that they think my focus ain’t divided equal
[verse: jordanisdead]

i worry that im not working enough of these hours
i won’t be able to afford our trip to cherry flowers
i worry me and my girl will not find a place
i worry bout my freelance job’s stability or if i’ll be replaced
i worry that my job no longer morally agrees with me
worried that im too scared to have no income for me to leave
i worry that i’ve grown to be a coward
cuz i worry bout buying a new car and these sweets to be devoured
i worry that i brush my t–th till gums will bleed and they ain’t white yet
i worry that i crush my dreams till money’s seen and i ain’t wiped debts
i worry that i trust debris till underneath the flight deck
i worry that ill never write the songs that i ain’t write yet
i worry that im out of shape and can’t perform in bed
i worry that im out of shame and can’t escape that bed
i worry i don’t know nothing, why are they anointing me?
worry bout pleasing everyone without disappointing me

[verse: jordanisdead]

i worry bout, short term content and attention spans
there’s no place for me inside that world with both my hands
amputation is initiation at the door
to get you what you want, you have to do things you deplore
i worry bout the standardization of art
it should be taken apart till it’s brazen and it’s tart
yet, now i gotta worry bout them taking it away
under guise of national security, it’s just a way
to silence deviance cuz they cannot control the narrative
i worry that there’s even more to it and there it is
they turned it to a gift basket for new administration
i worry that they paved the way for billy’s infiltration
i worry bout plagiarism in new technology
i worry that i lack the courage to admonish the
patchwork of real people’s experiences and passion
stitched together to generate things that never happened
or the fact it uses 10 times the energy and water as a simple search
i know the facts yet still struggle to disperse
i continue to contribute to it till im fusing out
worry that my day to day is just confusion now
worry that any day i will lose my house to floods
and i’ll lose collections and records of those i love
worry that my favorite places in the world will drown or burn
i worry everything is poisoned from the ground to earth
i remember last time i was at my favorite spot
my friends were ready to leave and the only soothing thought
was that i would be here again and we can live our best lives
that spot was in the palisades, so there won’t be no next time
nothing has ever been eternal, but it’s never been less true
infrastructure of our creations is destitute
i worry we will watch the mona lisa burn within our lifetimes
literature’s withered, why even write rhymes
i know we won’t survive, i worry we’ll leave sh-t to be remembered
worried our mark will be neither paint nor stain on our ember
i worry a life spent asserting permanence is a life wasted
so when the tree falls, we should just embrace it
[verse: jordanisdead]

i worry bout administration and who voted for ’em
i worry bout the policies and those who wrote it for him
i worry bout the cost of living, if i can move out
i worry if theres anything left for me just to prove now
i worry bout my nation’s relationship with the genocide
i worry bout the guns in schools, my body’s terrified
i worry bout the conversations that im scared to have
i worry bout being productive so im scared to nap
i worry bout the friends that i have left behind
i worry bout the songs that i have left to die
i worry about the healthcare, wonder if ill ever have it
worry bout my isolation due to f-cking clever habits
i worry bout my dream, if i have strength to chase it anymore
worry bout the ship that’s sinking i can’t take it anymore
worry that im not a steward but im at the helm
i worry bout what happens to me when i’m overwhelmed, wow

[outro: jordanisdead]

i worry i can’t write it all fast enough
10 days in, pull out hair, we laugh it up
every day it’s something new, i’m needing revenue
cuz the rent is due, i got no retinue
and my retina is sour, my pupil in miosis
losing focus, it’s too brutal and we hopeless
my ship had its course, but now its guided by the lensing of the gravitation
that dictates our path, my cabins waiting
force them to abandon ship, cuz i plan to slip
this is an album of destruction and debris, im creating disks
my creation is cremation of what matters to me
at my point of singularity, what happened to me?

- jordanisdead

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