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letra de freeze the frame - self critic

[verse 1]

i wonder what people think about me
upon our awkward interactions when we first meet
even though i predict calamity
somehow the truth still manages to hurt me
having developed idiosyncracies
of a kid and not fixing em as an adult, i’m paying for them
with a continuing inability
to stick to conventions of everyday norm
but if you’re a weird bloke
aren’t you a g*nius who has a career? nope
but denys, then isn’t there hope?
isn’t it always like this with you software folk?
you pretend to be dumb, but when we’ve begun
a conversation your pretense was debunked
your intellect resembled elon, adept as they come
so why you working in oheka serving filet mignon?

[chorus]

there is nothing more to me than meets the eye
what you see is what i am and what i stand for
got no unexplored mysteries to hide
i just didn’t succeed in the schemes i planned for

[verse 2]

obviously, i’m feigning ignorance
and my entire catalog isn’t a wail for help
in person i ain’t vociferous
so this litany of complaints must be a fairy tale
otherwise, it’d trigger my friends’ concern
and only make me uncomfortable around them
reciprocating sympathy with acerbic whimper
ain’t worth their burden just for some counseling
plus, feelings are for suckers
they all end with divorce papers and court summons
before summer’s up and force custody forfeitures
your sorceress extorts you just to get your fortune trust
cause my bank account’s cash amount
is tantamount to pi length you cannot count till life ends
which is why denys finds himself in a silence
or at least that’s what my wife thinks

[chorus]

[verse 3]

i’m not proud of poor lapses
down the wrong path that thousands forecasted
can’t even grouch to heart’s wrath
without my arms clasped and sounding sarcastic
for the past 118 months
i have not behaved as the most loquacious son
evading mom and dad, ghosting skype calls
yet they hoped to sight self’s poltergeist waltz
no surprise, salts from father’s discontent
of my intermittent vanishing empowered his dissent
having remedied my habit, his enmity persisted
when i accosted him, he said i’m upsetting him as his kid
proceeding to treat me like a project numero tres
when i wanted to bond instead getting consumed by stress
possesiveness and affection, the line is blurred
tricky to tell the difference and what i deserved

[chorus]

[bridge]

slight hesitation, i forgot
my destination, where i stopped
uncharted summits keep me chained
before i plummet freeze the frame

- self critic

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