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Complain About Nothing

from Just Call It Laundry by Sam Bodary

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I can't tell
Am I going to hell, or are you gonna rot in the ground?
And if that's my personal hell, does that mean hell exists?
And my heaven, a warm night alone
And if there's no shape to the clouds, is that why we see?
Because there's no shape to the clouds, that one looks like Tennessee .
But if such a coincidence exists, then how should I?
Subsist, persist or anguish over why?
Or laugh about my countless my failed tries?

I don't want to change the world
I'll leave that to better, well-dressed people
With smarter ideas, rational fears, and College degrees conducive to action

I know this won't change the world
It seems nothing can these days
So I'll join in the parade
Marching to remember yesterday

But oh god, time's tumbling on
Too late, that moment's gone
Washed away by another one

I can't seem to know the world
She's playing hard to get
And when our eyes meet we mutually agree
To act like we didn't see

How could I touch the world?
In all it's intricacies
With only a couple niceties followed by
A no sir, thank you ma'am, yes please

But oh god, time's tumbling on
Too late, that moment's gone
Washed away by another one

And I can't tell
Am I going to hell, or are you gonna rot in the ground?
And if that's my personal hell, does that mean hell exists?
And my heaven, my lukewarm cup of tea
And if there's really nothing to it, is that why it's so hard?
Because there's nothing to it, it's so damn hard.
But if such a pestilence exists, then how should I?
Subsist, persist or anguish over why?
Or complain about this vacancy of sky?

I just don't like the world
It's nothing personal
She just never stops to think
She just too damn impulsive for me

I'll try to love the world
Despite all the rips and tears
Despite all the fears over the years
And sticky young knives left in the sink

And I can't tell
Am I going to hell, or are you gonna rot in the ground?
And if that's my personal hell, does that mean hell exists?
And my heaven, a warm night alone
And if there's no bearded man above, is that why he exists?
Because there's no bearded man above, that's why he exists.
But if such a spectacle exists, then how should I?
Subsist, persist or anguish over why?
Or complain about nothing till I die?

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from Just Call It Laundry, released January 13, 2014

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I am a human and I bashfully try to connect with other humans sometimes.

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