This Is Not The Place I Belong

I do my work
I stay involved
I pay my rent
Pray for a god
To heal my hurt
To find resolve
My money’s spent
To stay absolved.
In bed with technofedualism,
Long past the dead old heads of brutalism
Try tear it down
I see no crown
Around a town of new division.
The place I love is falling quickly to its knees
I can’t let the bad thing take a hold of me.
It’s fine
It’s a sign of the times
I’m fine
But I still felt empty.
Another night online
I’m fine, but I still felt empty.
But I’ll stay for the unseen
I won’t let the bad thing in
I’m fine.
It’s fine
It’s a sign when my brother’s cried
I saw no sun, I saw no light
And no tomorrow’s seemed in sight
And if the Devil lead’s the dance then that’s alright
Cause I’ve felt pain for years and years
And I’ll try lose it all tonight
But there’s a price.
I do my work
I stay involved
I pay my rent
Pray for a god
To heal my hurt
To find resolve
My money’s spent
To stay absolved.
In bed with technofedualism
Long past the dead old heads of brutalism
Try tear it down
I see no crown
Around a town of new division
This place I love is falling quickly to its knees
I can’t let the bad thing take a hold of me.
I tried to tear down the system
Screamed at whoever would listen
Tried to pay for provisions
With just the words that I’d written
Now I’ve made my decisions
I just pray I’m forgiven
And I’m mourning a place I’ve never left.
How can I say that I miss it
When I know I’m complicit
I know it’s death was assisted
I tried my best to resist it
Now I’ve promised myself dreams of better weeks
But it’s the pain and shame that still makes you feel complete.
Irish eyes are smiling
Rinty Monaghan sing your song
My grandfather
Sunday morning, tea in the pot and the fry is on
Those days are gone, the cities changed
I wave goodbye to the place I knew
It’s kept alive for plot amour
But the only tales I hear are cruel.
32, Nonpareil Dempsey
Unanswered shots to the head
Crisis actor filled with laughter
After , Lazarus comes back from the dead.
I won’t stand and answer the bell this time
My title gets lost on the stool
It’s a cruel goodbye past the passport line
As they smile and say come back soon.
I do my work
I stay involved
I pay my rent
Pray for a god
To heal my hurt
To find resolve
My money’s spent
To stay absolved.
In bed with technofedualism,
Long past the dead old heads of brutalism
Try tear it down
I see no crown
Around a town of new division
The place I love is falling quickly to its knees
I can’t let the bad thing take a hold of me
I do my work
I stay involved
I pay my rent
Pray for a god
To heal my hurt
To find resolve
My money’s spent
To stay absolved
In bed with technofedualism,
Long past the dead old heads of brutalism
I tear them down
Wear no crown
Around a town of new division
I can’t let the bad thing in
I can’t let the bad thing in.
Where’s the pride in this city?
I won’t survive in this city
How can you thrive, and raise a child
On a 9 to 5 in this city
Spent all my life in this city
I met my wife in this city
My brother died
My mother cried
But that’s the price of this city.
Where’s the pride in this city?
I won’t survive in this city
I lost my cousins to the cruelty of time in this city
Spent all my life in this city
I pray I die in this city
I have no choice
I’m shackled, and tied to this city.
And when I pass on to the other side
Carry me down the road I played on as a child
And remember me with a Sisyphus smile
Thank you and goodnight.
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