Tiny Tears

Crying bout the weather

Crying bout the coronation

Crying bout a system that we all happily* partake in

Crying bout somebody

With a body of their own

(Nobody cares as long they're tapping on their phone)

With a scatter, a flash and a bang

All your troubles will come to an end

Take your festering battered up hand

And put yourself to sleep

People in the park

People in the subway

Crying over delays

And they’re crying cause it’s Monday

Never have I ever

Felt as clever as a whip

I’m clenching my teeth

As I’m biting my lip

I’m I a part of this spiraling race

Wipe the blood and the tears from your face

Am I alone in this battle that’s lost

I don’t know

Is there a light

Outside this tunnel

Is there some grace

Left in these streets

A friendly face

Around the corner

Feels like I’m drowning

I’m drowning

I’m drowning

I’m drowning

With a scatter, a flash and a bang

All your troubles will come to an end

Take your festering battered up hand

And put yourself to sleep

People in the park

People in the subway

Crying over delays

Crying cause it’s Monday

I’m I a part of this spiraling race

Wipe the blood and the tears from your face

Am I alone in this battle that’s lost

I don’t know

It brings a tear to my eye (4x)