"Nepotism" lyrics

"Nepotism"

This transience and impermanence
With the weight of your God complex in tow
Did you catch 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 ten 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
It's not what you know, it's who you know
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 fucking 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 fucking tired, but we've been tired from the start
So fucking tired, but we've been tired from the start

So the spiral 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 cancer
So the fucking 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 fucking tired, but we've been tired from the start

It's not what you know, it's who you know
There's nothing left now, so reap what you sow


Writer(s): Aaron Beale, Chris Millward, Tom Beale
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