Shell Be Filed Away by The Murderburgers Lyrics
On the bus on her way home
Her heart beats like a metronome
It doesn't speed up or slow down
But it gets weaker with each pound
And mine beats much in the same wa
When I've been sleepwalking all day
After spending the night tossing and turning with the light still on
She said she's never felt so low
And can't go on just getting paid
For taking shit from wannabe teachers
That just couldn't get the grades
And carving out an existence
Instead of a living don't make sense
And I can that look in her eyes
She wants to sever ties and walk the other way
Because she knows that if she stays
That she'll be filed away
Just like the rest of us
We're all paperwork in folders that don't like to make a fuss
And confuse never taking risks at all
As being completely comfortable
And don't mind sacrificing all our dreams
For so much less than we ever thought that we would
And dwell on corrections we'd make if only we could
And then take out loans to pay for our own headstones
When we could use the time we spend focusing on the end
To fix the part that's in between
But I know tomorrow is fucking useless when you can't get through today
It's hard to get your point across when you've ran out of things to say
And in the off chance you think of something
The words just don't come out
And I know last year was dire and this year might be the same
But remember you're not just a number, you're not just a name
You're not disposable, and above all you know
It shouldn't feel this right to be broke and alone
And you know that someday soon we'll find a place to call home
And even though she looks like she's in despair every day
She doesn't have to be filed away, and nor do we
Her heart beats like a metronome
It doesn't speed up or slow down
But it gets weaker with each pound
And mine beats much in the same wa
When I've been sleepwalking all day
After spending the night tossing and turning with the light still on
She said she's never felt so low
And can't go on just getting paid
For taking shit from wannabe teachers
That just couldn't get the grades
And carving out an existence
Instead of a living don't make sense
And I can that look in her eyes
She wants to sever ties and walk the other way
Because she knows that if she stays
That she'll be filed away
Just like the rest of us
We're all paperwork in folders that don't like to make a fuss
And confuse never taking risks at all
As being completely comfortable
And don't mind sacrificing all our dreams
For so much less than we ever thought that we would
And dwell on corrections we'd make if only we could
And then take out loans to pay for our own headstones
When we could use the time we spend focusing on the end
To fix the part that's in between
But I know tomorrow is fucking useless when you can't get through today
It's hard to get your point across when you've ran out of things to say
And in the off chance you think of something
The words just don't come out
And I know last year was dire and this year might be the same
But remember you're not just a number, you're not just a name
You're not disposable, and above all you know
It shouldn't feel this right to be broke and alone
And you know that someday soon we'll find a place to call home
And even though she looks like she's in despair every day
She doesn't have to be filed away, and nor do we