Eyedea, Abilities - Exhausted Love lyrics

[Eyedea, Abilities - Exhausted Love lyrics]

To hell with the kind of work you
Have to do to earn a living
All it does is fill the bellies
Of the pigs who exploit us
Look at me, I'm makin' it, I may live badly
But at least I don't have to work to do it
To all you workers out there:
Every single commodity you produce
Is a piece of your own death!
End of interview!

I'm so goddamn tired, can't tell if I'm done
Or just uninspired
And don't give me that "you
Can be somebody" speech
That ain't your place, let me be
I'm an example of a candle lit life
With electric relaxation
Brain trampled by devotion
To remote control channel changin'
Something provoked the whole globe
To lower expectations
Damn, what's wrong with my generation?
We was the cream of the crop
But it seems we've been robbed
That's what happens when you trade in
All your dreams for a job
And every day it gets less and less exciting
I would make a difference
But I'm busy faking this instead of trying
Change my shift from now to never
And I'll pretend I'm fine
Why am I always stuck at the
Shitty end of the assembly line?
I guess I'm built to be intoxicated with hope
Sometimes it's a journey
Most of the time it's just a bad joke
And in my skull there's a
Junk drawer I can't organize
The first to come in
Last to leave we'll never be immortalized
This sort of life is completely overrated
I'm sick of being the only one I
Know that's trying to make it
So right now I'm heading home
Got Sounds of Nature Volume 1 in
My headphones and half a bottle of Prednisone
That's the reaction to an overdose of passion
Brainless, stagnant, ain't it magic?

I'm here, so what?
(The revolution won't be 'til tomorrow)
I'm dumb in touch
(Do you have another hour I could borrow?)
I'm sane enough
(The revolution won't be 'til tomorrow)
Exhausted love
(Do you have another hour I could borrow?)

(Well, the thing about tomorrow
I hesitate to say)

I never knew ambition could
Be so fuckin' disgusting
I earn a good commission but it
Makes me feel so ugly
I'm on some not even knowing I'm
An illuminatus just as long
As playin' agent don't disrupt
My funeral's progress
I ain't changin' for you, I
Ain't reaching for the sky, i would
If you could give me one good
Reason why I should even try
'Cause after a while this never ending
Lame game of what's better
Could fracture your smile's mainframe forever
It's so fun to be in love, or so I've heard
The meaning has no feeling even
Though I understand the words
I used to try to make
Heaven right here on earth, but that'll only
Happen if you find someone else
To do the work
I'll be surprised when my psychosis turns
Out to keep the driving focus
While I hold the same blurred cloud
As burnt out dope heads
So for now my worthless counter
Work has found a purpose
Every time a pound of dirt's produced
I get my frown refurbished
Two for one specials, if
You order shoulder devils, head swole
Running out of petrol
But I won't let go of this gas pedal
'Til I'm settled and they finally wet
Me with that sweet blind security
So insecure and messy
Mark today the day that dedication died
Instead of saying goodbye
I'm staying praying that'll I'll stay alive
'Cause even though I know I hate
To love you so much
I got no better place to go
That's why I always show up damn

I'm here, so what?
(The revolution won't be 'til tomorrow)
I'm dumb in touch
(Do you have another hour I could borrow?)
I'm sane enough
(The revolution won't be 'til tomorrow)
Exhausted love (Abilities, break it down)

- You're getting a divorce
- We're getting separated we
Probably won't get around
To the divorce until next year
- I know it's none of my business
But why? You're married to one of the
Great women of the world who adores you
My God, if anybody has it made, you have
- She insists she's in love with me
Whatever that is what she means is
She prefers the senseless pain
We inflict on each other to the pain we would
Otherwise inflict on ourselves but
I'm not afraid
Of that solitary pain in fact, if
I don't strip myself of all this
Clatter and clutter and ridiculous ritual
I shall go out of my fucking
Mind does that answer your question?
- What question was that?
- You asked me why I was getting divorced
- Oh, listen
It's your life i'm sorry I even asked
- Listen

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