farewell ADL's from finicky things by prior panic

my sugar rush, i'll ride your high throughout the night
i'm restless, searching for something to compromise
my stable footing serves me well in mild tides
the climate changes, in this body i reside
but i'll commit an act of treason
i'll try, try and find my sense of reason
but you can't calm me down

cuz i'm just the fuse that blew too soon
trying to be the one to light up the room

let me neglect myself and my activities
of daily living, all for productivity
a silent love fills my head with dread and doubt
i only feel as good as the art i put out
but i've spent 5 months being quiet
i'll shout and cry and fuck and scream to fight it
but you can't calm me down

i'm naked standing in the storm
trying to prove i can create my own warmth
i'm just another crazy bitch
but i'll cycle out and maybe i'll
stitch these wounds
or make some new ones
kiss my wounds
and tell me i'm not
asking too much
of my friends
at least now i can't
see the end

• Punk
• art rock
• post-punk
• punk pop
• queercore
• Providence