Retail Therapy by Tsuris Lyrics

I can’t remember the last time I noticed the stars
Or the crisp sigh of breath on an autumn morning
I have an asphyxiating nostalgia on my heels at all times
I can’t seem to shake it⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀
I’m always looking for an escape from these pipe dreams

I’m gonna retail therapy myself to death
Instead of facing my dread head-on
I’m gonna retail therapy myself to death
Instead of facing my dread head-on

I’ve got rolodexes of a lingering grief
And I still leave my dishes in the sink unclean
I’m attaining realism in fake things
Keeping certain symmetry in disposable routines

I’m gonna retail therapy myself to death
Instead of facing my dread head-on
I’m gonna retail therapy myself to death
Instead of facing my dread head-on