From the recording High Hopes


My mind skips like a record player
My mind skips like a record player
The needle in the groove just won’t go smooth
When I close my eyes it’s off to the races
Frantically chases old fears and new doubts
What about you? What about you?

When my alarm sings, my whole body screams
Stay in bed it's just not worth the hustling
You have to do just to stay a float
Take the means of production back into your hands
I’ll be your muscle then
What about you?

When work is over, I’m numbing out
Drink in hand, screen on my lap
Try not to feel like I’m all alone
But it’s empty at home when I sit in my quiet
Gets harder and harder
What about you?