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letra de jilting - mirakula

the world, in truth, is a wedding

hook:
i’ll just stay away from where the world is going on
i’ll just stay in my head where nothing’s going wrong
no, i don’t want to see them taking vows
i just want no one to be looking at me now

verse:
i’m all my concentric selves in layers like a wedding cake
the acteur and the actant, help and receive for the wedding’s sake
i’m eternally in the mirror, the looking glass and the looker
how much of me does the wedding make?
i’m a chipped-stone mosaic of a hundred false idols
want me to marry? i’m my own groom, i won’t bridle
my performance, can’t fault that
take a role, somersault that
yeah, switch up nacl, i’m the family jewels, i’ll crystallize
see my soul through my music like crystal eyes
switch up pbau, forgive me father, i’ll go alchemize
dress up for each new role, i’ll go al chemise
i’m not just translated, gotta be transm-ted
they stuck me in one place like static mu did
friction makes fiction from frivolous diction
if dicta dictate frivolity’s under restriction
jurisdiction goes to heart instead of to sense
care about everyone else’s two cents
beat the drumroll, sow what i reap, i’ll
become seven billion different people
i just want to maintain individuality
but the only constant in my life has been conditionality
here are the different sets of standards, it’s situationality
split myself apart, the key’s divisionality
look at me, i’m writing toward unconventionality
but this too is another performance of originality
of sin, look at all the people i’ve been
who’s at the door, who to let out and who to let in?
chorus:
oh, i want to be the best man
but i won’t be your best man
oh, i want to be made of honor
but i won’t be your maid of honor

post-chorus
i’m jilting–i’m not coming to the wedding
i’m jilting

verse:
the world is the self, the world is a wedding
the world is forking paths, step to the plate, build the setting
call me a player because i move through stages and phases
like sages telling tales of more advantageous ages
read pages and pages, ignore the war that wages
and write rages that contribute more to the cage the stage is
wanting to be coddled like a fool is, like a babe is
years of bottled school aren’t truthful safety gauges
sang lied and sighed inside to lie with a bride
fought to hide, run out of gunpowder
angry pride belied
weakness, sin, and i died
see the sign–caution wet floor–
came back and bit us
i guess wisdom means bells and whistles
and no core like citrus
piso mojado, estoy enojado
pero podré rimar todo y disfrutarme–anaranjado
cansado pero no casado, aunque si yo lo quiero
tengo demasiado miedo ser amado
thought what i saw and saw what i thought, and believed i knew the truth
all i’ve got is naught but the selfish inquiry of youth
my heart’s broken, don’t need an x-ray to image it
i’m jilting, i disengage it
chorus:
oh, i want to be the best man
but i won’t be your best man
oh, i want to be made of honor
but i won’t be your maid of honor

verse:
now aren’t i what you wanted
don’t i fill you with elation
constantly changing like inflation
fed back in a symbiotic relation
what do i vest close in my vest?
best invest in investigation
induction into the cult of society
equals deduction of any trait
that doesn’t meet the standard of propriety
the only options are notoriety or lack of sobriety
never shown in my entirety
just addition and division to a solution
all to avoid a total institution
well, if we are only what we have
what is held is we
for better or for worse
i know h-ll is me
other people not pictured
it’s all for richer, for richer
something’s owed and it’s not fidelity
there is sickness in health
when the health’s not free
and love isn’t love
when it’s pledged selfishly (i do)
i am only air in which is suspended a beating heart
i live short, my breaths come in fits and starts
and death cannot harm me for i am far
greater than the sum of my tell-tale parts
hook/chorus/post-chorus
i’m jilting–i’m not coming to the wedding
i’m jilting

(i’ll just stay away from where the world is going on
i’ll just stay in my head where nothing’s going wrong
no, i don’t want to see them taking vows
i just want no one to be looking at me now)

(oh, i want to be the best man
but i won’t be your best man
oh, i want to be made of honor
but i won’t be your maid of honor)

i’m jilting–i’m not coming to the wedding
i’m not coming to the wedding

- mirakula

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