Doing Nothing

Smoked up, now we're doped up on the carpet floor
Full of questions, young and restless and wanting more

Then you tell me you're mad at life
Like all the girls from the movies i like
And yeah, i want answers too
But I find it hard to think of anything but

You
I can only tell you how I feel
Ooh…
Truth told, I don't know what's more real

Truth is that we're hopelessly insecure
Trying to hide from real life til we find a cure

And you tell me we'll be lost to fate
Getting married to the people we hate
That the present will be over soon
But I find it hard to think of anything but

You
I can only tell you how I feel
Ooh…
Truth told, I don't know what's more real

No more love's coincidences
Hills just like white elephants…

Oo-hoo
I can only tell you how I feel
Oo-hoo
Truth told, I don't know what's more real

What's More Real

Part A
Disaffected and irreverent
Children turn into adults
Deep cuts in our Nike soles
Making friends with ghosts

No direction, C section
Reclaiming what was lost
No matter the cost
Taping up where the cords fell off

Part B
When's my chance to be discovered at seventeen
Young and desired and full of life like Kurt Cobain
To be touched while I'm still beautiful and underage
Oh god, how I wanna be seen
How I wanna be seen
How I wanna be

A
Polyamorous phone cameras
No negatives to trace
In love and without a face
Too shallow to be a deepfake

B
When's my chance to be discovered at seventeen
Young and desired and full of life like Kurt Cobain
To be touched while I'm still beautiful and underage
Oh god, how I wanna be seen
How I wanna be seen
How I wanna be

I Wanna Be Seen

Everything I hear
From grown-up faces
I chase but still I don't believe

They try to put me in my 
Proper place
Little case which I can never leave

They say,
Boy, you're gonna be someone
You're gonna be someone
But I aint felt since

When we were kids, oh
When we were kids
When we were kids, oh
When we were kids

I get tired of rolling over
Tired of standing still
Tired of holding on to something cant see or feel

And I'm pretending out of love
Tell 'em I sleep Okay
Tell 'em think straight I promise not to steal me away

Boy, you're gonna be someone
You're gonna be someone
But I aint felt since

When we were kids, oh
When we were kids
When we were kids, oh
When we were kids

We'll be fine
Yeah we'll be cool
We'll behave 
Til we're out of school

We'll act right
Til we're dismissed
Then we'll curse you just like
When we were kids

When we were kids, oh
When we were kids
When we were kids, oh
When we were kids

When We Were Kids

Now that we're older
We can climb up the fire escape
And steal a corner 
Of the world all to ourselves
Where nobody owns us
Or patrols all the things we say
Somewhere colder
Far away from the human race

While we're young
It's a sin to trust or to hesitate
While we're young
We can watch it all burn 
From the fire escape
From the fire escape

We'll talk to no one
But each other like little birds
Cause talk is boring
And the world is a waste of words
There's no way of knowing
What the people we leave will say
Come global warming 
They'll be washed up anyways

While we're young
It's a sin to trust or to hesitate  
While we're young
We can watch it all burn 
From the fire escape

Oo-hoo
Down down down
Oo-hoo
Down down down

While we're young
It's a sin to trust or to hesitate  
While we're young
We can watch it all burn 
From the fire escape

While We're Young

Hello my old love
You're back again
Like an old film
I could never understand

Strange to see you in another light
Through a stranger's lens

Well you may fade
But you're never gone
I may lose focus
But you hold on

You catch my attention just like a glare
Make it hard not to stare

I used to hold your hair
I used to pull your arms in
When you were my indie darling

Cause
You,
You used to be my limelight
But the truth 
Truth, is turning black and white
I played the part
I gave my best
But now you've cast me
By myself
And you
You, are turning black and white

So farewell the old tropes
My femme fatale
The Italian killer 
In the carnivale

You cut my role and stole my scene
And don't even seem to care

I used to hold your hair
I used to pull your arms in
Praying for my indie darling

Cause
You,
You used to be my limelight
But the truth 
Truth, is turning black and white
I played the part
I gave my best
But now you've cast in
Someone else
And you
You, are turning black and white

Black and White

I never thought
You would be the one to call
Me out of the blue
Split my life in two

I missed you, sure
But now I've got a brand new girl
And you're a double truth
Nostalgia and bad news

Ooh, 
Just keep quiet 'til she falls asleep
But stay a while for the memories

Take me back
To watching 90s action flicks
And fold out couch kung fu
When that was all we knew

But don't rewind
And watch it for the millionth time
We know the good guys lose
Nostalgia and bad news

It had to end 
Dont ask me why
Like every trend
We're born to die

Ooh 
Just keep quiet til she falls asleep
Dont make me smile it doesn't mean a thing

And dont come around
Or call me when you're back in town
I dont want any proof
I'm too far in to lose

And these memories
Are nothing more than fantasy
With just a hint of truth
Nostalgia and bad news
God damn, baby you're bad news

Bad News

It's hard to explain when you blow second chances
The difference between reality and circumstances

Cause I cant protect
The truth from perspective
Don't think anybody can
And I know it's me
And not you in my head
Talking bout what coulda been

But you never call back at the right time
You never call me when I'm in my right mind
You never call back at the right time, 
Do you-oohoohoo, Do you-oohoohoohoohoo?
You never call back at the right time,
But it's the right time now

It's hard to keep the score
When you're counting by the seasons
To wish you had known more
But your facts only hide your reasons

Cause I cant protect
The truth from perspective
Don't think anybody can
I know it's me 
And not you in my head
Talking bout what coulda been

But you never call back at the right time
You never call me when I'm in my right mind
You never call back at the right time, 
Do you-oohoohoo, Do you-oohoohoohoohoo?
You never call back at the right time,
But it's the right time now

The right time,
The right time,
There never was,
There never was…

The Right Time

Disaffected and irreverent
Children turn into adults
Deep cuts in our Nike soles
Making friends with ghosts

No direction, C-section
Reclaiming what was lost
No matter the cost
Taping up where the cords fell off

Part B
When's my chance to be discovered at seventeen
Young and desired and full of life like Kurt Cobain
To be touched while I'm still beautiful and underage
Oh god, how I wanna be seen
How I wanna be seen
How I wanna be

A
Polyamorous phone cameras
No negatives to trace
In love and without a face
Too shallow to be a deep fake

B
When's my chance to be discovered at seventeen
Young and desired and full of life like Kurt Cobain
To be touched while I'm still beautiful and underage
Oh god, how I wanna be seen
How I wanna be seen
How I wanna be

When silence is a crime
And talking crosses the line
And sex is like a pantomime
Do we fall out of love
Is it a matter of time

Did you want this?
Did we play our part?
Was it certain
Or just a turn of the cards
Was anything really a matter of the heart?

When feelings go to waste
And nothing takes their place
When reality is pale in the face
Do we fall out of love
Is it a matter of taste

Did you want this?
Did we play our part?
Was it certain
Or just a turn of the cards?
Was anything really a matter of the heart?

No scores, no proof that we were even here
Time tends to make everything disappear
It’s hopeless, known this from the start 

When all the reasons are faded
And our fears abated
Could you say with a straight face if it ever made sense?

Did you want this?
Did we play our part?
Was it certain
Or just a turn of the cards?
Was anything really a matter of the heart?
Was anything really a matter of the heart?

Matter of the Heart

Driving past
The cell towers
So fast
The radio talks backwards
In the rearview
I watch you paint your nails

And I'm thinking bout if we can beat the light
It might get dark before we get there, 
get there, get there, get there…

I'm thinking bout if it's gon’ rain tonight
The danger rises
But I will rise with you

Turning miles of pavement to conversation
Raptors flying above us in formation
And when we get there, when we get there we'll be painted

When we get there, when we get there to Rainbow Basin

The rain pours
In buckets
Red giants and monuments above us
Weep softly
We wait for rescue

And I'm thinking bout if the car's water tight
It just might flood before we get there, 
get there, get there, get there…

I'm thinking bout if we're gonna fade to white
The water rises
But I will rise with you

Turning miles of pavement to conversation
Raptors flying above us in formation
And when we get there, when we get there we'll be spacemen
When we get there, when we get there to Rainbow Basin

We held tight 
Til the sun lifted
Woke up at the campsite uninjured

In rainbow basin
In rainbow basin

Rainbow Basin

Songwriter, Producer, Vocalist. Aspiring ghost.

itsROGO - Mike Guido

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