My privilege serves as the incubator

I chew these fruits for free

My privilege calls me the entertainer

Do I give all of me

I've been leading an easy life

At any price

Ever since I missed the bus

I've been running to catch up

Little tasks get me trembling

Like drink up the day

Set the night free

My baby has me safe as can be

Yet I tiptoe on the line

From the dark into the limelight

From the start into the time fright

My hands don't work as well

My head doesn't work as well

I'm spinning down to remember that

This life I live this life I give this life I was given

Is just the epitaph for so many women

Passed who would have kicked the doors down to speak

Swipe left the things I don't like

But they didn't disappear

We wait and we wait until the water goes clear

And then we'll swim thinking we've left whatever it is behind

But we're all running to find the next bus stop where time will wind and rewind And wind and rewind

I was young, I was strong, Now I'm old, and I'm wrong

How each head, got a tongue, from the seed

And the seed had a name, was the name of desire

It's a name that I give to this me

My privilege serves as the incubator

I chew these fruits for free

My privilege calls me the entertainer

Do I give all of me

What did I do to me

What is this kind of free

Where nothing puckers the mind

For a kiss on the lips of a beautiful task made for me to conquer

Or am I conquering it?

Is this a mirage of regret?

Tucking my independence into a worldly fit

where meaning is also meaningless?

Who is the mannequin?

Is it me or this body I'm standing in?

There're the anxiety basters

Spraying their jizz on our faces

As to say what's your rush

Well I've been waiting for time and time's been waiting

For space to grow but we keep filling it with holes that our steps fall into

over and over again

Swipe left the things I don't like

But they didn't disappear

We wait and we wait until the water goes clear

And then we'll swim thinking we've left whatever it is behind

But we're all running to find the next bus stop where time will wind and rewind And wind and rewind

I was young, I was strong, Now I'm old, and I'm wrong

How each head, got a tongue, from the seed

And the seed had a name, was the name of desire

It's a name that I give to this me

My privilege serves as the incubator

I chew these fruits for free

My privilege calls me the entertainer

Do I give all of me