why is it so loud in here? ft. Jaycie Rhetorical Lyrics

Y'all are becoming old lads

But not me, not me!

I am gonna live forever

Said to myself when I was 17

God puckered as he listened to the words coming out from my mouth

For I was speaking up, on behalf of my kind

The virgin mind of the youngster

Was hungry for something closer to sight

In spite of the rejection

I was looking for a reason to speak my heart out

A fear of the oceans

A poetic way to perceive

The collective fright for the surroundings

The surroundings that tuck me in

Reality struck lighter inside a room full of lights

A flick of a finger was everything I needed

To snap me back to the green wall, to the main subject

In the late hours of the day

I was feeling my insides

My thoughts were blurry

But my dreams were not

And a thousand waves could never move my feet from where they stand

A wave from my wrist channelling a wood stick

In the back of a book had relevance

Back then and now

I was never important, not until now

I fear the ages but I don't care about them too much

I just sit and stare

Killing time and calling it fun

We're all becoming old now

My heart is heavier and so is the burden of being alive

I still wanna live forever

I know somewhere inside

The nature of the dreamer

Was somehow stuck in the back of this common sight

God was sending postcards from somewhere in time

The naive nature of a child

Realising his ways through life

Was making me ache every time I remembered

The things that made me believe

That something was worth it after all

And reality now struck harder

Than any other song I've ever listened to before

It takes you out of your waters

And drags you to a different tide

A different time

What's the point of learning if nothing's what it looks like?

I'm spitting my guts out

And I still feel a vacuum inside

Please make it stop

I wanna make it till December

I wanna rest for what's left of my life

But I'm becoming old now

And sooner or later I'll have to realise

The weight of the words

That nothing matters and that at the same time it does

Know the meaning of your words

Keep screaming at the clouds

I want the sun to come down and burn up my house

I want to believe

In something to deposit my faith in

God listened to the words coming out from my static-like mind

For I decree and claim what's mine

I wilt

In every breath

Our heads are getting greyer every day

And I can't help it, I can't make things stop

I just sit and stare

Watching myself getting old

Transforming into a big mass of flesh and bones

So many memories, I can't recall

And I can't help but overthink the things that I want

Why is it so loud in here?

Why is it so green in here?

Why is it so loud in here?

Why is it so green in here?