Static

The Grand Pricks

It seems like life is getting worse all the time
A box invisible, I think I might be a mime
It won't matter in 20 years
But it matters to me now
One of my greatest fears
Is that you'll forget somehow

I try too hard not to worry about it
Everyone knows that I’m filled with Static
It helps me wonder when
I may never see you again
And that’s alright, my friend

All my friends are robots in disguise
All my friends tell human people lies

I try too hard not to worry about it
Everyone knows that I’m filled with Static
It brings me comfort when
I will never see you again
And that’s alright, my friend