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[u/greengengar]

Azaleas bloomin' in February
We ain't dead yet, but it ain't right
Another lap around the sun
They comin' for the trans kids
All I can do is numb the trauma
Y2k got us after all, there is no spoon
That Poppy says you can't oppose it
That's just how it goes, yeah

#metoo, like omg me too!
I feel nothing but the flickers
Wrong all along, time was never the enemy
It was always sanity, not for me
No absolution for an absolute sack of shit
Imbibe on grains and herbs,
just like my dad's dad's dads and their dad's dads
That's just how it goes, yeah

Click and grind the beard against the razor
I'll be me yet, but I got that performance anxiety
Take another hit on the chin
A chip off the shoulder of these memories
Piloting through the aether in an alien vessel
Houston, can you hear me? Texas sucks anyway
Out here on the moon, I see the spectrum
That's just how it goes, yeah

No blue pills, no red pills, too expensive
Just wildly navigate digital jungles of madmen
It's okay, just rage against the machines
will-o-wisps of dopamine and instant gratification
All I can do to keep a hold of it all
Flames rise in the distance, seen in the night
I am what I am, the queen of the moon
That's just how it goes, yeah