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quarantine song for the covid times

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Domesticated Reality

nothin is safe
half asleep, lucid dreams
of body aches, fever sweating thru pandemic disease
becoming a dystopian nightmare
living unseen with no sun for weeks thru hysteria 

At least being a loner I’m used to being locked down
Never felt I was ever part of this place 
Escaping the world on 7 ply board,
riding ventures Grinding out the kinks in my head 
its better than this mess at home 
breathing air full of paranoia drinking myself to death
constantly refreshing the news 
hoping the world we love to hate doesnt fall just yet

feels like the end of days
with nothing left to lose
keep hoping things will change
but the worst keeps pushing me
to leave the past behind
and keep our dreams alive

first day of spring, quarantined 
replaying earthbound for the first time since i was 13
seeing old things in a new light,
help pass the days by
living like a recluse with no end in sight
leaving all the lights on at all times to feel like im outside
deficient of sunlight
having conversations with a cat
who could care less about
trying to figure out where my heads at.
lost beneath all the stress
having to suppress the desire to meet up and connect,
has turned into a reality check, 
do we all really need to have affectionate human contact?
virtually numb from a 5 inch screen 
reading memes that the end of the world is near.
send a letter to a friend to remind them even tho we're lonely,
this isnt the end

introverted since birth,
been trying to learn
to get out of my head,
and be part of the world
friends dont come easy for me.
self isolated myself from society
but being forced into quarantine 
i dont think i'll ever get out this house and enjoy myself
or the fruits of the earth
until i turn into dirt,
escaping this cult of domesticity 

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from Whatever Helps (You Get Through), released November 13, 2020

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