Nepotism - Foxblood

This transience and impermanence

With the weight of your god complex in tow

Did you get your fill?

We didn’t fit the bill?

These micro sleeps on midnight roads

Split lip, sinking ship on a wire frayed microphone

You’ve got 10 kids staring at their phones

Disenchanted, sour like the marrow in my bones

It’s not what you know it’s who you know

Damned if you do and if you don’t

(Hey, hey, hey, hey)

It’s not what you know it’s who you know

(Hey, hey, hey, hey)

There’s nothing left, so reap what you sow

It’s not what you know but who you know

Damned if you do and if you don’t

Digging graves, and we’ll keep digging 'til we’re done

You built your heart like a house of cards

But the world is changing, we’ve come apart

So fucking tired, but we’ve been tired from the start

Colour me a cynic cause it’s mostly just a gimmick

Like the cookie-cutter shit that’s always followed and before

This incoherent misery of silver spoon

Middle-class white boys glorifying suicide, gagging at the maw

Spotlight under a weathered awning

Fog-shrouded overnight drive into the morning

Another place to puke to the fumes of middle-aged doom

Always empty in a crowded room

It’s not what you know but who you know

Damned if you do and if you don’t

Digging graves, and we’ll keep digging 'til we’re done

You built your heart like a house of cards

But the world is changing, we’ve come apart

So fucking tired, but we’ve been tired from the start

So fucking tired, but we’ve been tired from the start

So the spiral goes

Holes in your hull, but the waves still break

The waterline and the water weight

Your moral compass floods and rusts

It turns to dust, no trust, then hate

Pyramid scheme, it’s a puppet show

Pantomime cycle that never grows

All my cancers, they have cancers

So the fucking spiral goes

It’s not what you know but who you know

Damned if you do and if you don’t

Digging graves, and we’ll keep digging 'til we’re done

You built your heart like a house of cards

But the world is changing, we’ve come apart

So fucking tired, but we’ve been tired from the start

It’s not what you know, it’s who you know

(Hey, hey, hey, hey)

There’s nothing left now, so reap what you sow