Domesticated Reality by The Stupid Stupid Henchmen Lyrics
Nothin' is safe
Half asleep, lucid dreams
Of body aches, fever sweating through pandemic disease
Becoming a dystopian nightmare
Living unseen with no sun for weeks through hysteria
At least being a loner I’m used to being locked down
Never felt I was ever part of this place
Escaping the world on 7 ply board
Riding ventures
Grinding out the kinks in my head
It's better than this mess at home
Breathing air full of paranoia drinking myself to death
Constantly refreshing the news
Hoping the world we lovе to hate doesn't fall just yet
Feels likе the end of days
With nothing left to lose
Keep hoping things will change
But the worst keeps pushing me
To leave the past behind
And keep our dreams alive
First day of spring, quarantined
Replaying Earthbound for the first time since I was 13
Seeing old things in a new light
Help pass the days by
Living like a recluse with no end in sight
Leaving all the lights on at all times to feel like I'm outside
Deficient of sunlight
Having conversations with a cat
Who could care less about
Trying to figure out where my head's at
Lost beneath all the stress
Having to suppress the desire to meet up and connect
Has turned into a reality check
Do we all really need to have affectionate human contact?
Virtually numb from a 5 inch screen
Reading memes that the end of the world is near
Send a letter to a friend to remind them even though we're lonely
This isn't the end
Introverted since birth
Been trying to learn
To get out of my head
And be part of the world
Friends don't come easy for me
Self isolated myself from society
But being forced into quarantine
I don't think I'll ever get out this house and enjoy myself
Or the fruits of the earth
Until I turn into dirt
Escaping this cult of domesticity
Half asleep, lucid dreams
Of body aches, fever sweating through pandemic disease
Becoming a dystopian nightmare
Living unseen with no sun for weeks through hysteria
At least being a loner I’m used to being locked down
Never felt I was ever part of this place
Escaping the world on 7 ply board
Riding ventures
Grinding out the kinks in my head
It's better than this mess at home
Breathing air full of paranoia drinking myself to death
Constantly refreshing the news
Hoping the world we lovе to hate doesn't fall just yet
Feels likе the end of days
With nothing left to lose
Keep hoping things will change
But the worst keeps pushing me
To leave the past behind
And keep our dreams alive
First day of spring, quarantined
Replaying Earthbound for the first time since I was 13
Seeing old things in a new light
Help pass the days by
Living like a recluse with no end in sight
Leaving all the lights on at all times to feel like I'm outside
Deficient of sunlight
Having conversations with a cat
Who could care less about
Trying to figure out where my head's at
Lost beneath all the stress
Having to suppress the desire to meet up and connect
Has turned into a reality check
Do we all really need to have affectionate human contact?
Virtually numb from a 5 inch screen
Reading memes that the end of the world is near
Send a letter to a friend to remind them even though we're lonely
This isn't the end
Introverted since birth
Been trying to learn
To get out of my head
And be part of the world
Friends don't come easy for me
Self isolated myself from society
But being forced into quarantine
I don't think I'll ever get out this house and enjoy myself
Or the fruits of the earth
Until I turn into dirt
Escaping this cult of domesticity