Prosaic

Thought I was profound last night
It’s not affected, it just really isn’t right
Am I the one in pain again
Some things are just too good to be true and then
I beat myself up
I beat myself up

Somehow I flower through the rain
Under the pressure of the everyday sky
Am I not worthy cause I did kinda try
Is it resilient to want to not die
And now I dress myself in rain
‘Cause there's no tears for me to stoically brave
No prison warranting heroic escape
Prosaic, privileged and pretend restrained

Fading in recursive time
I’m holding onto any reasons I can find
Am I the one to blame again
Some things are just too good to be true and then
I beat myself up
I beat myself up

Somehow I flower through the rain
Under the pressure of the everyday sky
Am I not worthy cause I did kinda try
Is it resilient to want to not die
And now I dress myself in rain
‘Cause there's no tears for me to stoically brave
No prison warranting heroic escape
Prosaic, privileged and pretend restrained

Iss bakwas ki na koi ibtida, na inteha
Mera din tabah
Yeh bin bulai khayal jaise jin bulai
How sinful I have been, mera dil dukhain
Mera bill batain main chala
Mera dil do wapis, bara Bilbo Baggins bana phirta hai
Dildo pae gaye, single-handed, finger waggin’

Everybody’s got advice
Everybody got a vice
Everybody’s got a knife for my back, noose for my neck
But everybody seems polite
Aap meray piece takseem karain
Aap mujhay please takleef batain
I never seem to see the light, believe that there’s more to me than meets the eye

All the good-for-nothing goodness
All the symmetry I witness
All the reasons why I did this
Did I
Did I do it for me
Did I do it for me
All the good-for-nothing goodness
All the symmetry I witness
All the reasons why I did this
Did I
Did I do it for me
Did I do it for me

Did I do it for me
Did I do it for me
Did I do it for me
Did I do it for me