There’s no reason, it’s what I do.
Performance hurts me more than it hurts you.
On top of your threats and the way that I bruise
I self flagellate until my ego is through.
Was there enough eye contact when I shook your hand?
Was I more witty and charming than tonight’s other band?
I‘ll be sulking hours after my load’s been blew
Running over all my interactions with you.
When the party’s over it’s a come down down down down.
It’s a comedown.
A comedown.
I’m a beautiful man and I adore the mic
but I won’t feel that love three hours after tonight
I’ll feel like someone’s drunken uncle when I think on the show,
congratulate myself on a new all-time low.
My cartilage is dying from the jumping every night.
My self respect slumping from my being so trite.
When the bottle is empty and I finally pass out,
I have nightmares where I die in front of crowds.
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