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| Song title | |||
| "sandpaper in my ears" | |||
| Original Upload Date | |||
| February 19, 2024 | |||
| Singer | |||
| SOLARIA | |||
| Producer(s) | |||
Flanger Moose (music, lyrics)
Dyalexa (illustration) MedleyAlmanac (end screen animation) GuitarHeroPianoZero (mix and mastering guidance) | |||
| Views | |||
| 6,900+ | |||
| Links | |||
| YouTube Broadcast / Bandcamp Broadcast / Spotify Broadcast | |||
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Description
"New EP "if you're a lost cause and you know it, clap your hands" coming soon! |
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Lyrics[]
Your words are sandpaper in my ears
Everything you want, everything you fear
It's not my problem
I'm not compensation for your wasted years
Your words are sandpaper in my ears
You're losing at the game of life
Cause you're wasting so much time
On a fantasy, and my reality
Is where you gotta be
I know what’s best, trust me
Your future’s going down the drain
And you've only got yourself to blame
Don't wanna be a stain
On the family name
As if it isn't a mess without me
Conversations are such a chore
One foot is already out the door
So get out of my way
I got nothing to say to you
I can’t take your shit anymore
Your words are sandpaper in my ears
Everything you want, everything you fear
It's not my problem
I'm not compensation for your wasted years
Your words are sandpaper in my ears
Every day we talk is just so tense
Cause your head is just so fucking dense
Well so is yours
It’s a family curse
Talking to another brick wall
Your obsession with your legacy
It just don’t mean to shit to me
My life’s on loan
Cause you blew your own on me
But your strings are snapping
Conversations are such a chore
One foot is already out the door
So get out of my way
I got nothing to say to you
I can’t take your shit anymore
Your words are sandpaper in my ears
Everything you want, everything you fear
It's not my problem
I'm not compensation for your wasted years
Your words are sandpaper in my ears
(When are you going to get a real job?
When are you gonna get married?
When are you gonna have kids?
Your cousin already has three
What am I supposed to tell the rest of the family?
When are you gonna get your life together?
Do me a favor and just shut up)
Face the fact that I’m not you
What the hell you gonna do?
Mold me, shape me, til I’m perfect
Trust me it’s not f-cking worth it
Disappointed? I don’t care
Got no head space left to spare
For your drama or your sass
Your beliefs can kiss my ass
Your words are sandpaper in my ears
Everything you want, everything you fear
It's not my problem
I'm not compensation for your wasted years
Your words are sandpaper in my ears
Your words are sandpaper in my ears
Everything you want, everything you fear
It's not my problem
I'm not compensation for your wasted years
Your words are sandpaper in my ears
External Links[]
- Google Drive - SVP
- Google Drive - Instrumental
- Bandcamp - Instrumental
- Bandcamp - Acapella