"Yikes!" lyrics
There's something in the body buried
Prying thoughts are much too scary
Deep inside the bones
Often left alone
There's something I've been keeping in
It's overblown and deafening
There's something I've been keeping in
I feel like I am losing me
There's nothing left for me to see
I should just fade into nothing
Well, I guess life has never been better
Sure, I suck, I laid it up
I made a crunch, I wasted love
I waited up, my painless numb
Afraid of love and scared of us
Everything I did, I made it up
They ate it up, I'm not enough
I made it cut, we're not enough
I wasted us, ashamed of us
Everything I touch, it turns to dust
I played it dumb, then played it up
I'm not enough, I made it up
I ain't enough, I made it up
And then I go and pack that bowl
And then I go back
Had a little time wandering in it
I think I was blind, I needed a minute
I'm old, old
Those were the days, no one was us
Clothes are dry
I don't need to be liked
I don't need to join the fight
It's a waste of my time
Have you tried empathy? Are problems only yours?
You create a different memory instead of grieve
Potion in the purse, the birth is in the dirt
The worst is yet to lurch into your brain
Portrait left in ashes
Old begets the new
I'm so tired of being afraid
No choice left to be made now
Suicidal objects, inanimate, obtuse
Stomp with ceaseless brigades
There's no one you can save
Oof, yikes
Sure, I suck, I laid it up
I made a crunch, I wasted love
I waited up, my painless numb
Afraid of love and scared of us
Everything I did, I made it up
They ate it up, I'm not enough
I made it cut, we're not enough
I wasted us, ashamed of us
Everything I touch, it turns to dust
I played it dumb, then played it up
I'm not enough, I made it up
I ain't enough, I made it up
(Birds, bees, birds, bees)
And then I go and pack that bowl
(Birds, bees, birds, bees)
And then I go back
(Birds, bees)
Had a little time wandering in it
(Birds, bees)
I think I was blind, I needed a minute
(Birds, bees)
I'm old, old
(Birds, bees)
Those were the days, no one was us
Prying thoughts are much too scary
Deep inside the bones
Often left alone
There's something I've been keeping in
It's overblown and deafening
There's something I've been keeping in
I feel like I am losing me
There's nothing left for me to see
I should just fade into nothing
Well, I guess life has never been better
Sure, I suck, I laid it up
I made a crunch, I wasted love
I waited up, my painless numb
Afraid of love and scared of us
Everything I did, I made it up
They ate it up, I'm not enough
I made it cut, we're not enough
I wasted us, ashamed of us
Everything I touch, it turns to dust
I played it dumb, then played it up
I'm not enough, I made it up
I ain't enough, I made it up
And then I go and pack that bowl
And then I go back
Had a little time wandering in it
I think I was blind, I needed a minute
I'm old, old
Those were the days, no one was us
Clothes are dry
I don't need to be liked
I don't need to join the fight
It's a waste of my time
Have you tried empathy? Are problems only yours?
You create a different memory instead of grieve
Potion in the purse, the birth is in the dirt
The worst is yet to lurch into your brain
Portrait left in ashes
Old begets the new
I'm so tired of being afraid
No choice left to be made now
Suicidal objects, inanimate, obtuse
Stomp with ceaseless brigades
There's no one you can save
Oof, yikes
Sure, I suck, I laid it up
I made a crunch, I wasted love
I waited up, my painless numb
Afraid of love and scared of us
Everything I did, I made it up
They ate it up, I'm not enough
I made it cut, we're not enough
I wasted us, ashamed of us
Everything I touch, it turns to dust
I played it dumb, then played it up
I'm not enough, I made it up
I ain't enough, I made it up
(Birds, bees, birds, bees)
And then I go and pack that bowl
(Birds, bees, birds, bees)
And then I go back
(Birds, bees)
Had a little time wandering in it
(Birds, bees)
I think I was blind, I needed a minute
(Birds, bees)
I'm old, old
(Birds, bees)
Those were the days, no one was us
Writer(s): Andrew Michael Wells, Jonathan David Mess, Matthew James Mingus, William Swan
