Dead Pursuits

Somebody help me in my dead pursuits,
I'm dying my hair and cutting out sugar.
Pretend I'm OK but I'm choking,
I'll try anything, I'll buy anything
I don't remember how to dance
the beat's changed.
I don't remember how to be me,
I'm not the same.

I didn't ace that interview
I didn't even apply - there's no use.
Three years and still worried it's a mediocre album
I swear I tear myself limb from limb.
I don't remember how to dance
the beat's changed.
I don't remember how to be me,
I'm not the same.
I don't remember how to dance,
or be me.
Chances are this will slip in to the ether,
is anyone listening?
Creating in a vacuum...
is anyone listening?
Will I ever record this?
is anyone listening?
I can't do it
I can't do it
I can't do it
I can't do it.
I can't do it.
Is anyone listening?
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