Papava - Spacey Jane

I read it over and over

I can’t make out any names

I fall down beside myself

I hate this opioid game

I stand up next to my mother

She feels exactly the same

The kids don’t know much these days, reputation’s a game

The first time I realised, was the last time I cared

It feels like everybody’s watching to see what I will do next

I’m not over this feeling and I’m not even dead

I’m just sick of your sermons, they fuck with my head

Well I don’t care, care, well care anymore

Every time I get a little bit closer I cave

I don’t know if it’s alright with you

But I will be just fine on my own

Standing shoulder to shoulder

Young girls in skirts, boys in ties

How am I supposed to love a thing I’m taught to despise?

I stand up next to my mother

She’s got tears in both her eyes

Well that man is not a messenger, he just talks and talks lies