Nepotism歌词

作词 : Tom Beale/Chris Millward/Aaron Beale
作曲 : Tom Beale/Chris Millward/Aaron Beale
This transience and impermanence
With the weight of your god complex in tow
Did you get your fill? We didn't fit the bill?
These micro sleeps on midnight roads
Split lip, sinking ship on a wire frayed microphone,
You've got 10 kids staring at their phones,
Disenchanted, sour like the marrow in my bones.
It's not what you know it’s who you know,
Damned if you do and if you don't,
(Hey, hey, hey, hey)
It's not what you know it’s who you know,
(Hey, hey, hey, hey)
There's nothing left, so reap what you sow.
It's not what you know but who you know,
Damned if you do and if you don't,
Digging graves, and we'll keep digging 'til we're done,
You built your heart like a house of cards
But the world is changing, we've come apart
So ****ing tired, but we've been tired from the start.
Colour me a cynic cause it's mostly just a gimmick
Like the cookie-cutter shit that's always followed and before
This incoherent misery of silver spoon
Middle-class white boys glorifying suicide, gagging at the maw
Spotlight under a weathered awning,
Fog-shrouded overnight drive into the morning
Another place to puke to the fumes of middle-aged doom
Always empty in a crowded room
It's not what you know but who you know,
Damned if you do and if you don't,
Digging graves, and we'll keep digging 'til we're done,
You built your heart like a house of cards
But the world is changing, we've come apart
So ****ing tired, but we've been tired from the start.
So ****ing tired, but we’ve been tired from the start
So the cycle goes
Holes in your hull, but the waves still break,
The waterline and the water weight.
Your moral compass floods and rusts
It turns to dust, no trust, then hate.
Pyramid scheme, it's a puppet show,
Pantomime cycle that never grows.
All my cancers, they have cancers
So the ****ing spiral goes.
It's not what you know but who you know,
Damned if you do and if you don't,
Digging graves, and we'll keep digging 'til we're done,
You built your heart like a house of cards
But the world is changing, we've come apart
So ****ing tired, but we've been tired from the start.
It's not what you know, it's who you know.
(Hey, hey, hey, hey)
There’s nothing left now, so reap what you sow