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Sidney Gish

lady liberty

 

lady liberty

(album: don't call on me - 2015)


Love you Lady Liberty told me
"Look around there's no way you can be
An original it's impossible you're one of many
Kids with acoustic attention machines"
I'd tried my best to leave her words behind so I'll be there like State Farm in a New York state of mind

Oh no, never mind my world is too idealized
The concepts crumbling down it's dust to dust to dust upon the ground
So take a shot at some unnecessary pessimism
There's just no need to sing
I don't mean anything

Even though some hope has crawled away
There are still some words my hypocritical self will never say
Check out the product of my mind
It's minors VI, IV, I, and V
Finally originality's mine
But I still sing the song society has written just for me
I only did twelve notes for DIY identity

Oh no, never mind my world is too idealized
The concepts crumbling down it's dust to dust to dust upon the ground
So take a shot at some unnecessary pessimism
There's just no need to sing
I don't mean anything

Then this lady took one look at me
Then she saw right through my new identity
"You're just a Frankenstein of influence but I guess that's all alright
Go call yourself unique if the thought helps you sleep at night"

Oh no, never mind my world is too idealized
The concepts crumbling down it's dust to dust to dust upon the ground
So take a shot at some unnecessary pessimism
There's just no need to sing
I don't mean anything

And isn't it nice?
Isn't it nice?
Isn't it nice?
Isn't it nice?
Isn't it nice?
Isn't it nice?

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