Reinvention

Can we negotiate before we just accept that we’re doomed?

Let’s take a second to address the elephant in the room

I won’t pretend I’m Mr. Perfect but it should be said

Sometimes I think I’d just be better off dead ‘cause...

I’m sick of reinventing myself and hoping it all works out

I’m sick of reimagining you in someone else

I keep low overhead, an attitude and nothing to prove

Yeah I’ve got buckets of fuck it and they’re all priced to move

Don’t ever think I could be moved no matter how hard you shove

And you can keep all of your faith from above ‘cause...