This Is Wilbur Soot

Wilbur Soot - La Jolla

Lyrics:

[Intro]
*Dialing tone*

[Verse 1]
You know it takes a lot to move me
So if you figure it out, tell me
I trace figures on your smile lines
Work a formula to cure me?

[Verse 2]
And I'm lonely
There I said it
Nine million people
I always seem to add them up

[Verse 3]
I could go away
I could pack my things and be gone before you wake
You know I've tried hard to love me too
It always seems to fall in through

[Verse 4]
Maybe one day I'll live in La Jolla
Drinking cocktails out over the water
My own personal sunset
To give each day its own diploma
And you know it's funny
Amid my backseat taxi jaunts
I'm trying to ignore the skyline
So I don't figure out where you
[Outro]
*Phone ringing*

Wilbur - Your City Gave Me Asthma

Wilbur Music - Wilbur Soot

Your City Gave Me Asthma

La Jolla

Other Songs

Wilbur Soot - Losing Face

Lyrics:

[Intro]
Woo-wee!
Woo!

[Verse 1]
First and foremost
Oh, let it be said, my dear
I was gonna wait for you
So this is not an act of spite
It's a visceral coming-to
She wrote an album
And that’s something that I can’t do
But what I can do is spit the truth
And it all leads back to you

[Verse 2]
Secondly, I know I haven't written much
You know the way I can be
Tonight, I'm fucking drunk
So it's all gonna be about me
Take a seat, pull up a chair
Give me one beat to fill my glass
I've lost a piece of me in you
But you've lost all your past

[Chorus]
Is he better than me?
Has he seen more to this life?
Can he smoke more?
Can he fuck more?
Are you good enough to be his wife?
Can he break me?
Can he break you?
Oh, I don’t know what I’m to do
Yes, I don’t know what I’ll fuckin' do
[Verse 3]
I've seen our café, I've clocked our plans
Oh, what could have been
If you didn’t go and fall in love
And ruin everything
I've seen him
I've been him
I've felt the same way
But now I break against the dirt
Along with our cafés

[Chorus]
Is he better than me?
Has he seen more to this life?
Can he smoke more?
Can he fuck more?
Are you good enough to be his wife?
Can he break me?
Can he break you?
Well, I don’t know what I’m to do
Yes, I don’t know what I’ll fuckin' do

[Bridge]
I've lost all meaning
I've lost my sense of hope
I've seen him going out with you
I've seen what he can do
So touch him
And break me
Strip naked
Embrace him
Lose faith in
His pace, his
Stamina and grace
I’m losing face
I’m losing face
I’m losing
[Outro]
Ooh-ooh, mmm-mmm
I don't care, I want you here
As long as you're happy, I don't care

Wilbur - Your City Gave Me Asthma

Wilbur Music - Wilbur Soot

Losing Face

Wilbur Soot - Since I Saw Vienna

Lyrics:

[Verse 1]
The cute bomber jacket you've had since sixth form
Adorned with patches of places you’ve been
Is nothing on my khaki coat that I got
From a roadside when I was sixteen
My boots are from airports
My backpack's from France
I'm not a man of substance and so I’ll pretend
To be a wanderer, wandering
Leaving ascetic belongings in hostels and restaurant bins

[Verse 2]
(Cut that bit out *laughs*)
The roads are my home as horizon's my target
If I keep on moving, never lose sight of it
Treating my memory of you like a fire, let it
Burn out, don't fight it and try to move on
It's been sixty weeks since I saw Vienna
A bandage and a wide smile slapped across my face
I'll pick up my hiking boots when I am ready
And I'll put down my roots when I'm dead

[Verse 3]
The distance is futile
Come on, don't be hasty
You’ll get that feeling deep inside your bones
I’ll be gone then when you must be alone

Wilbur - Your City Gave Me Asthma

Wilbur Music - Wilbur Soot

Since I Saw Vienna

Wilbur Soot - Jubilee Line

Lyrics:

[Intro: Julie Berry]
Northern and Waterloo and City Lines, and National Rail Services
This train terminates at Stanmore

[Verse 1: Wilbur Soot]
Wasting your time
You're wasting mine
I hate to see you leaving
A fate worse than dying

[Verse 2: Wilbur Soot]
Your city gave me asthma
So that's why I'm fucking leaving
And your water gave me cancer
And the pavement hurt my feelings

[Bridge: Wilbur Soot]
Shout at the wall
'Cause the walls don't fucking love you
Shout at the wall
'Cause the walls don't fucking love you

[Acoustic Guitar Solo]

[Refrain]
There's a reason
That London puts barriers on the tube line
There's a reason
That London puts barriers on the rails
There's a reason
That London puts barriers on the tube line
There's a reason
That London puts barriers on the rails
There's a reason
That London puts barriers on the tube line
[Outro: Wilbur Soot]
There's a reason they fail

Wilbur - Your City Gave Me Asthma

Wilbur Music - Wilbur Soot

Jubilee Line

Lyrics:

[Intro: Various Newscasters]
"Now, it was designed to be a fun way of sending your friends images"
"Innocently enough, just about video games"
"Connect people from around the world"
"He was robbed while trying to meet up with a woman he met online"
"What makes the app so concerning for parents?"

[Verse 1: Wilbur Soot]
Well, it's 2:45 pm
Wake up from snoring, open DMs
Can of Red Bull by the bed
Vape is charged and Snapchat's read
What's popping?
What's popping?

[Verse 2: Wilbur Soot]
She's beauty, she's grace
She has a profile picture of an anime girl's face
Just a single message more
Sends her rubbing up my ethernet cord

[Pre-Chorus 1: Wilbur Soot]
I wanna be the guy
That you fall asleep on call with
I'll make you forget
Every guy that came before me
'Cause I like you
And you like my attention
Let's skip to the good bit
Let's consummate our internet connection

[Chorus: Wilbur Soot, Chevy]
I'm in love with an (Mmm)
I'm in love with an (Mmm)
I'm in love with an (Mmm)
With an e-girl
I'm in love with an (Mmm)
I'm in love with an (Mmm)
I'm in love with an (Mmm)
With an e-girl (Mmm)

[Verse 3: Wilbur Soot]
Mum took away my PS4
So I punched a hole through my bedroom wall
I'm not aggressive
I just ooze masculine passion
And did you know I've also got depression?
I'm self-diagnosed, thought I should mention
I thought you could be the one to fix me

[Pre-Chorus 2: Chevy]
I wanna be the girl (Ahh)
That you fall asleep on call with (Ahh-Ahh)
Meanwhile, I'll (Ahh)
Find other people to talk with (Ahh-Ahh)
'Cause you like me (Ahh)
And I think you're a maniac (Ahh-Ahh)
Let's skip to the good bit (Ahh)
Let's completely block all contact (Ahh)

[Chorus: Wilbur Soot & Chevy]
I'm in love with an
I'm in love with an
I'm in love with an
With an e-girl
I'm in love with an
I'm in love with an
I'm in love with an
With an e-girl

[Monologue: Wilbur Soot]
Mum took away my PS4 (I'm in love with an, I'm in love with an)
I've said it so many times before (I'm in love with an, with an e-girl)
How can I live on if I keep on collecting (I'm in love with an, I'm in love with an)
(I'm in love with an, with an e-girl)
These every little slights and insurrections (I'm in love with an, I'm in love with an)
Constant pain in every dimension (I'm in love with an, with an e-girl)
My body weeps (I'm in love with an, I'm in love with an)
Disbelief heads suspension (I'm in love with an, with an e-girl)

[Outro: Wilbur Soot]
I wanna be the guy
That you find stalking your affections
Your social media scoured
You seek police intervention
'Cause I base my
Ideals on obsessive media
Maybe if I act like them
You'll respond to my DMs

Wilbur Soot - I'm in Love With an E-Girl

I'm in Love With an E-Girl

Lyrics:

[Intro: Chevy]
Hmm-mmm, mmm-mmm
Hmm-mmm, mmm-mmm

[Verse 1: Wilbur Soot]
My keyboard's like my heart
It shines in RGB and it's full of blood
I don't know what is wrong with me
But I'm scared, pissed off, and lonely
I have trouble speaking to women
Unless they're 2D or high definition
Spend all my time on social media
This is the state that I'm in

[Verse 2: Wilbur Soot]
My Twitter feed's like my brain
'Cause I have it on dark mode
Memorize everything she says
So I can use it to guess her passcode
She's beauty, she's grace
She has a profile picture of her gorgeous face
To try and get more sponsors
To try and get more sponsors

[Chorus: Wilbur Soot, Chevy, both]
But why don't you care?
I've spent the past ten years of my life making you prepared
You're political enough but not contrary
Sexual enough but not enough to scare me
Give me a reason not to be on my knees
The internet has ruined me
Hmm-mmm

[Verse 3: Wilbur Soot]
Look, I know I must sound insane
But that's part of the package
If she can't handle me at my worst
She don't deserve my mental baggage
I know you want six-foot-four
But one foot more and I'd almost be tall enough
To reach the high shelf, be your incel
I think I might be a threat to myself
A threat to myself

[Chorus: Wilbur Soot, Chevy]
But why does she run?
When I'm monthly giving her fifty percent of my income
It feels like my ideas of affection
Are based around artificial perfection
I just want to appease
That the internet has ruined me
Hmm-mmm, mmm-mmm
Hmm-mmm, mmm-mmm

[Outro: Wilbur Soot & Chevy]
We used to sleep on call together
We used to sleep on call together
We used to sleep on call together
We used to sleep on call together
We used to sleep on call together
We used to sleep on call together
We used to sleep on call together
We used to sleep

Wilbur Soot - Internet Ruined Me

Internet Ruined Me

Lyrics:

[Verse 1: Wilbur Soot]
Life isn't quite what I thought I'd be
When I was a kid on VoIP
I thought when I get older
I'd marry her, I told her
Now I'm twenty-six and I work in an office
Nine till five's not the best, I'll be honest
If I could change a single thing
I'd make it me and not him

[Chorus: Wilbur Soot]
But he's in your bed, I'm in your Twitch chat
I've got the key and he's just a doormat
And even though he's got social skills
That doesn't mean I can't pay the bills
Anyway, make the most of him
'Cause she moves on pretty bloody quick, oh-oh
Your new boyfriend's an arsehole
(Woo)

[Verse 2: Wilbur Soot]
And yeah, I've met Jared (Of course I've met Jared)
The one who took you away from me
You hit it off instantly
I know, 'cause you won't stop telling me
I've seen his jawline, shoulders, and muscles
Push against his fashion sense
I've thought about what he looks like nude
I'm not gay, though

[Bridge: Wilbur Soot, Chevy]
'Cause she's living the dream (Living the dream, living the dream)
Oh, she's living the dream
From back when we were seventeen
She's living the dream (Living the dream, living the dream)
Oh, she's living the dream
From back when we were seventeen

[Verse 3: Wilbur Soot]
How on earth could I be saved?
When I'm one click away from insane
I just think that I deserve
A little bit of what I earned
I'm not gonna make another scene
The one I made when I was twenty-three
Means I'm not allowed in Disney World

[Chorus: Wilbur Soot]
But he's in your bed, and I'm in your Twitch chat
I've got the key and he's just a doormat
'Cause even though he's got social skills
That doesn't mean I can't pay the bills
Anyway, make the most of him
'Cause she moves on pretty bloody quick, oh-oh
Your new boyfriend's an arsehole

[Outro: Wilbur Soot, Chevy, Both]
I think about you every day (Every day)
So how on earth can I be saved? (Can I be saved?)
I think about him a lot as well (I think about him)
Maybe if he wasn't fine as hell (He's really fine as hell)
'Cause you're beauty
And you're grace (And you're grace)
Your telephone calls are my favourite place
And I want you to notice me
With no restraining order, please (Jason Derulo)
I want you to care
I want to smell your hair

Wilbur Soot - Your New Boyfriend

Your New Boyfriend

A bunch of songs that weren't good enough or didn't fit the vibe of the EP. My favourite being "Maybe I Was Boring" so I named this little EP after it. The cover art is me on the floor.

Lyrics:

[Verse 1: Wilbur Soot]
He never had cool stories
He doesn't make your heart beat
Used to love his mystery
But now he's just exhausting
Another day spent just laying in his room
The stench of incense
And some undelivered food

[Chorus: Wilbur Soot, Both]
And she thought
"What if he thinks I'm the one?And I'll be forced to rot away
With him and his obsessions
With trivial things
Like the amount of fucking love hearts I finish a text message with"

[Verse 2: Wilbur Soot, Emma Taylor]
And when you hold his hands
It doesn't feel like flying
And when you take his breath away
He might as well be dying
And you're dying to breathe
You're trapped in his cage
And it's shrinking

[Chorus: Wilbur Soot, Both]
And she thought
"What if he just never leaves?
Or if he doesn't get the message?
And he doesn't hear my pleas?"
So she just started screaming

[Outro: Wilbur Soot, Emma Taylor]
"Why can't he just bore me to death?"
"Why can't he just bore me to death?"
"Oh, why can't he just bore me to death?"
"Why can't he just bore me to death?"
"Oh, why can't he just bore me to death?"
"Why can't he just bore me to death?"
"Oh, Why can't he just bore me to death?"

Wilbur Soot - Maybe I Was Boring

Maybe I Was Boring

A bunch of songs that weren't good enough or didn't fit the vibe of the EP. My favourite being "Maybe I Was Boring" so I named this little EP after it. The cover art is me on the floor.

Lyrics:

We all move on
Some faster than others
We all know
We all sacrifice
In a bath late in the evening
Building up sorrow

[Chorus]
But I can't say that I
Wasted my time
'Cause I'm built by you
And I can't say that I
Am glad it is over
'Cause that wouldn't be true
So thank you
Oh, thank you

[Verse 2]
We both remember
That day in the summer
When you were sat on me
And we cried
Oh, how we cried
In that moment
We've never been so happy

[Chorus]
But I can't say that I
Wasted my time
'Cause I'm built by you
And I can't say that I
Am glad it is over
'Cause that wouldn't be true
So thank you
Oh, thank you
All I can say is thank you

[Outro]
But I can't say that I
Won't miss you

Wilbur Soot - For Memories

For Memories

A bunch of songs that weren't good enough or didn't fit the vibe of the EP. My favourite being "Maybe I Was Boring" so I named this little EP after it. The cover art is me on the floor.

Lyrics:

[Intro]
Yeah, I'm recording
One, two, three, four

[Verse 1]
Bouncer greets us at the door
He can tell we've been here before
So he lets us pass
And we climb up 15 flights of stairs
And find that spot in the corner just over there

[Verse 2]
It's only 6:30 but we're starting to drink
I'm ordering the usual
I think I need a change of pace
London's bursting at the seams
It's not quite the place I hoped I'd be

[Chorus]
It's white wine in a Wetherspoons
It's fine dining with cheap perfume
It's country walks down the motorway
How many drugs have you done today?

[Verse 3]
'Cause concrete sculptures and broken glass
It's the lamp posts who guide our paths
Because the moon can't get in
And the clouds hang heavy
Blocking out his pursuit
And booze hangs limply on our rental suits

[Verse 4]
'Cause we're fires, we're burning bright
Breaking bottles and starting fights
But the evening has other plans
Run as they pull up with two more vans

[Chorus]
It's white wine in a Wetherspoons
It's fine dining with cheap perfume
It's country walks down the motorway
How many drugs have you done today?

[Bridge]
But I won't fuss
I'll let you pass
No, I won't fuss
I'll let you pass

[Outro]
'Cause it's only white wine in a Wetherspoons
Fine dining with cheap perfume
DLR closed due to workers' strikes
God knows how I'll get home tonight

Wilbur Soot - White Wine in a Wetherspoons

White Wine in a Wetherspoons

Released on 25/12/2019, along with "Maybe I Was Boring"

Lyrics:

[Verse 1]
I lost the passion that comes with living
Since I started university
I took a geography course to learn the datelines
And maybe use a sextant
But now I just press facsimiles

[Verse 2]
And you're exactly who you wanted to be
That's what you said
'Cause you wanna watch TV and sleep all day and lay in bed but
You're forgetting that I've got to go to work and eat my food
And pay my rent and reproduce and feed those kids
And maybe use a sextant

[Pre-Chorus]
I don't miss you
I miss the thought of what we were

[Chorus]
This is the part where I shut up and let you infest my brain
Wrap your arms around my cortex, dig you in and let you drain
You'll never get rid of me, oh I'm like a fucking disease
I'll make a home in your gut
'Cause it's somewhere warm to sleep

[Verse 3]
What was your thought when you realised
You'll never feel naive love again?
Was it pain or was it sickness?
Were you proud of who you'd been?
The shyness waiting for his phone calls
Replaced by apathy 'n' dating apps
You held his hands, it felt like flying
Now he's just another man

[Verse 4]
You'd rather he was inside than beside you
But he's talking marriage and a future
He's picking a lock he doesn't go into
Less knife in a wound, he's a suture

[Pre-Chorus]
I don't miss you
I miss the thought of what we were

[Chorus]
This is the part where I shut up and let you infest my brain
But it's okay, it's a strategy to ensure I remain
You'll never get rid of me, well I'm like a fucking disease
I'll make a home in your gut
'Cause it's somewhere warm to sleep

[Bridge]
It's okay
It's okay

[Outro]
Eat my rent and eat my food
And eat my dues and eat those kids
And maybe use a sextant

Wilbur Soot - It's All Futile! It's All Pointless!

It's All Futile! It's All Pointless!

The Incel Trilogy

The Nice Guy Ballad

I am Very Smart

Screensaver

Soft Boy

Soft Boy (Acoustic)

Wilbur Soot - Soft Boy

Guitar, Vocals, Piano by Wilbur Soot
Backing Vocals: mxmtoon
Bass by Dmitry Lisenko
Trumpets by Isaac Beer
Produced by @roomieofficial
Recording with help from Sam Coveney

This Is Wilbur Soot

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