I can’t just stand here
Every time I move
Something gets added
To my day
I can’t move from here
I can’t show no fear
I just wish it all
Would go away
I can’t speak of truth
For if I do, If I do
They don’t believe me
Anyway
I can’t touch you
I can’t feel
I can’t love you
I’m not real
I can’t see you
Can’t hear the sounds you make
I can’t feel you
Or the breaths I take
I cannot be, I cannot be
What you want me to be
I can’t be, I can’t be me
I can’t be me
These background jingles, actually developed for commercial use, treat the soullessness of capitalism with true inventiveness. Bandcamp Album of the Day Sep 14, 2017