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letra de sponge (arrested development) - pure gutted

[verse 1]
it’s 5:16 on friday, so it’s morning where they are
if they’re not at work they’re still in bed or sitting in their car
scrolling timelines from the drive-thru with a poser on the stereo
who whines out hollow platitudes and wants to be a star
and the next time they get caught using their phone behind the wheel
they’ll just lie to all their friends again, the same as when they steal
and get gripped by the security and have the nerve to blame them
like somebody made them do it, or the footage isn’t real

was it doctored? was it f-cked with? does this go right to the top?
all that presidential misdirection’s never gonna stop
but good god have i been f-cked with, and it follows me around
and i know that i’ll be running from their memory ’til i drop
but it’s quarter-past five in the evening and i still work in reverse
with my brain still putting other time-zones first
like i’m living in the past in at least two ways
like i’m giving up fast on tomorrow every god d-mn day

[chorus 1]
that’s when i’m not
it’s never ever ever gonna stop
when you forget i’m here
that’s when i’m not

[verse 2]
when you forgot me, i didn’t exist
that’s how it was, that’s how it is
that’s how you like it: ignorant bliss
how do you live with it?
that sh-t’s a mystery to me
and every excuse just went through me
that’s no way to treat me
and no way to live
if my feelings were real in your world
it’d offer prevention or something
against what you did

and not just this sh-t that i’m
stuck with and thoroughly f-cked by
walking on fragments of lie after lie
after lie after lie all the time
and i desperately tried
despite constantly wanting to die
and for nothing, except for
your nonsense and fear
there is n0body safer for you, my dear
but you’ll figure that out now my duties are lifted
and god help us both should you reappear

[chorus 2]
you were never happy
and you always tried to make it my fault

i’m down again, because you’re down again
and every time i talk to you, you’re down
could it be ’cause i’m around?

i’m tired, and i’ve been gone for a while
what if it never wears off?
you make me feel like a child
and i just wanna grow up

[outro]
you make me wanna throw up
i wanna grow into a grave
there’s nothing more i wanna say

- pure gutted

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