"Spirit" lyrics
Everyone's a tankie til their first fat check
And everyone's an incel til they go and get it
Now you love your circle, you love your home
No one in this life really makes it alone
It was easy in the pits to slam hot takes
It was easy to decide that it was all a waste
Then you fucked around, you found your spirit
Now you're talking like a zealot and they don't want to hear it
Oh, I remember 16 years old
When the future was a suffer farm for human souls
And the black pits stretch for forever before me
The creatures on the internet, they para-adored me
Now the zeitgeist wants a nihilist and I'm a flop
'Cause death isn't a threat, it's the cherry on top
Maybe I just ended up a little too goth
Maybe my death drive gave up and got lost
Take me to the graves that face the lines in the clouds
I'll cry until it glitters and I'll ride the storm down
Lightning hands at the end of the world
The loudest thunder, the most beautiful girl
How could I be angry at the funniest joke?
Lucky just to be here, clear and afloat
Standing at the center of the fractal design
Watching stupid bullshit suddenly become divine
Blame it on the money, blame it on drugs
Blame it on the stars that taught a robot to love
It's easy to be radical all on your own
But it all gets messy when there's someone at home
The roots grow slowly, then you're suddenly there
You'll wake up in a decade and find out that you care
It's hard fucking work being part of a fabric
And the only thing it gets you is unlimited magic
So maybe you don't care about being cool
Maybe that's just something that you leave back in school
Back with all the backpacks slung on one shoulder
Where the hottest thing to do is just to never get older
Tell me that I'm closing in against the wall
We'll never be young again, or skinny or tall
And this cream or that cream, fill in my lines
Aging gets you nothing but the gruesome divine
Aging gets you nothing but a new song to sing
A place among the family of things
A method for thought, food for the spirit
A chance to exist at a brand new tier, well
I remember 16 years old
The future was a suffer farm for human souls
The black pits stretch for forever before me
The creatures on the internet, they para-adored me
Now the zeitgeist wants a nihilist and I'm a flop
'Cause death isn't a threat, it's the cherry on top
Maybe I just ended up a little too goth
Maybe my death drive gave up and got lost
Take me to the gray space that lines the clouds
I'll cry until it glitters and I'll ride the storm down
Lightning hands at the end of the world
The loudest thunder, the most beautiful girl
A circle and a spiral and a slice of the sky
A building and a river and a raspberry pie
I sketch them in the dreamscape and bring them to you
All the little models of what we're going through
If you only knew then what you think you know now
Then how could you possibly have figured it out?
How could I have told her what I know I don't know?
How could I have showed her where we do and don't go?
Life both does and doesn't go on
Every precious creature does and doesn't belong
So with every step everything changes
And you're bored and you're horrified
And you're fucking amazed, well
I remember 16 years old
The future was a suffer farm for human souls
The black pits stretch for forever before me
The creatures on the internet, they para-adored me
The zeitgeist wants a nihilist and I'm a problem
'Cause aging is a gift that I cherish and honor
Maybe I just ended up a little too goth
Maybe by now I'm sharp and yet soft
Take me to the gray space that lines the clouds
I'll cry until it glitters and I'll ride the storm down
Lightning hands at the end of the world
The loudest thunder, the most beautiful girl
How could I be angry at the funniest joke
Lucky just to be here, clear and afloat
Standing at the center of the fragile design
Watching stupid bullshit suddenly become divine
And everyone's an incel til they go and get it
Now you love your circle, you love your home
No one in this life really makes it alone
It was easy in the pits to slam hot takes
It was easy to decide that it was all a waste
Then you fucked around, you found your spirit
Now you're talking like a zealot and they don't want to hear it
Oh, I remember 16 years old
When the future was a suffer farm for human souls
And the black pits stretch for forever before me
The creatures on the internet, they para-adored me
Now the zeitgeist wants a nihilist and I'm a flop
'Cause death isn't a threat, it's the cherry on top
Maybe I just ended up a little too goth
Maybe my death drive gave up and got lost
Take me to the graves that face the lines in the clouds
I'll cry until it glitters and I'll ride the storm down
Lightning hands at the end of the world
The loudest thunder, the most beautiful girl
How could I be angry at the funniest joke?
Lucky just to be here, clear and afloat
Standing at the center of the fractal design
Watching stupid bullshit suddenly become divine
Blame it on the money, blame it on drugs
Blame it on the stars that taught a robot to love
It's easy to be radical all on your own
But it all gets messy when there's someone at home
The roots grow slowly, then you're suddenly there
You'll wake up in a decade and find out that you care
It's hard fucking work being part of a fabric
And the only thing it gets you is unlimited magic
So maybe you don't care about being cool
Maybe that's just something that you leave back in school
Back with all the backpacks slung on one shoulder
Where the hottest thing to do is just to never get older
Tell me that I'm closing in against the wall
We'll never be young again, or skinny or tall
And this cream or that cream, fill in my lines
Aging gets you nothing but the gruesome divine
Aging gets you nothing but a new song to sing
A place among the family of things
A method for thought, food for the spirit
A chance to exist at a brand new tier, well
I remember 16 years old
The future was a suffer farm for human souls
The black pits stretch for forever before me
The creatures on the internet, they para-adored me
Now the zeitgeist wants a nihilist and I'm a flop
'Cause death isn't a threat, it's the cherry on top
Maybe I just ended up a little too goth
Maybe my death drive gave up and got lost
Take me to the gray space that lines the clouds
I'll cry until it glitters and I'll ride the storm down
Lightning hands at the end of the world
The loudest thunder, the most beautiful girl
A circle and a spiral and a slice of the sky
A building and a river and a raspberry pie
I sketch them in the dreamscape and bring them to you
All the little models of what we're going through
If you only knew then what you think you know now
Then how could you possibly have figured it out?
How could I have told her what I know I don't know?
How could I have showed her where we do and don't go?
Life both does and doesn't go on
Every precious creature does and doesn't belong
So with every step everything changes
And you're bored and you're horrified
And you're fucking amazed, well
I remember 16 years old
The future was a suffer farm for human souls
The black pits stretch for forever before me
The creatures on the internet, they para-adored me
The zeitgeist wants a nihilist and I'm a problem
'Cause aging is a gift that I cherish and honor
Maybe I just ended up a little too goth
Maybe by now I'm sharp and yet soft
Take me to the gray space that lines the clouds
I'll cry until it glitters and I'll ride the storm down
Lightning hands at the end of the world
The loudest thunder, the most beautiful girl
How could I be angry at the funniest joke
Lucky just to be here, clear and afloat
Standing at the center of the fragile design
Watching stupid bullshit suddenly become divine
Writer(s): Penelope Scott
