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[Verse 1]
Asked some folks on social media
From their point of view
The difference of who they think I am
Versus what I actually do
And it turns out people have my number
They got me pretty figured out
But there's just a few bees left in my bonnet
That I'm gonna tell you about
It's true that I love records
They're my favorite thing to make
But if you make those records all by yourself
There's little time to actually let any play
And ditto for the writing
It's a good thing that I writе quick
'Cause it's 90 minutes of admin work
For evеry two that I hold a pick
But I'm not really pissed
[Chorus]
And I wouldn't trade it for the world, but some days I'd trade it for a break
There's not enough hours in any day to catalog my brain
[Verse 2]
People think my loved ones are my life
And technically they're right
But we're on different schedules
My days take place at night
Family is a bunch of phone tag
I'm like "Just give me a sign"
It's two weeks of fucking scheduling
To be awake at the same time
And people seem to think I'm strong
And I'm so sorry that you feel that way
The aforementioned loved ones
Know just how easy I break
But I stick around
Because of all the sorrow in my cause
To abandon those I care about
If I get weak and jump off
This big, scary rock
[Chorus]
And I wouldn't trade it for the world, but some days I'd trade it for a break
There's not enough hours in any day to catalog my brain
(My brain!)