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WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHH IT'S TIME, BAYBEEEH! I was already familiar with Will Wood for a while, but throughout 2023 I kinda became obsessed - the fact that people keep asking me to cover him is a just a handy coincidence. So before anyone feels the need to call me a sellout!! Will was my top artist this year for Spotify Wrapped, and my Top 3 songs were all by him, so this was really kind of inevitable. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- LYRICS: Have you ever died in a nightmare? Woke up surprised you hadn’t earned your fate? Have you ever felt like Atlas; threw your back out on the axis then collapsed and threw the planet away? Everyone’s just blood in an ice tray. A vampire picking flowers out in the sun. Run your diagnostic tests. It’s posited nobody dies agnostic, but we still dial 9-1-1. And now you’re singing “oooh, could you take a look at me?” (It’s the norm for-. It’s the norm for chemicals.) “Am I bad?“ “Am I bad?“ “Am I bad?“ “Am I really that bad?” (It’s the norm for particles. Eye for eye for tooth.) And now you’re singing “oooh, whatever you think of me, (It’s the norm for chemicals. It’s the norm for particles.) if you were in my shoes, you’d walk the same damn miles I do.” (Yes, it’s only natural.) We’re only tuning to the tone of a bell curve now. Ask not for whom it tolls... But with my head up in the clouds, I can see so much ground and from up here, you look like ants in a row. It doesn’t take a killer to murder! It only takes a reason to kill. We’ve all got evidence of innocence. It’s “everything’s coincidence.” The difference twixt fate and free will is whether you’re singing “oooh, could you take a look at me?” (It’s the norm for animals. It’s the norm for chemicals.) “Am I bad?“ “Am I bad?“ “Am I bad?“ “Am I really that bad?” (It’s the norm for particles. I, for I, forsooth.) And now you’re singing “oooh, whatever you think of me, (It’s the norm for chemicals. It’s the norm for particles.) if you were in my shoes, you’d walk the same damn miles I do.” (Yes, it’s only natural.) Yo-u, YOU! Somebody help me! Say, doesn’t it pain you to know our fate? A hundred trillion years all piled up in one brain. And now, hey, what do you say we sneak on out of this place, babe? Free will is best enjoyed with a familiar face. Victor made a monster. Heaven made The Beast. Judas made a friend and stabbed his back post-feast, so posthaste! We must escape! Your creator’ll leave you disgraced, babe. Laplace will not rest until you are erased! So if you wash your hands of where you’ve been until you flood the second floor, neatly fold your skeletons but still can’t shut the closet door. The only ones in need of love are those who don’t receive enough, so evil ones should get a little more. You! Could you take a look at me? (Man no more than animal is made of moral chemicals.) Am I bad? Am I bad? Am I bad? Am I really that bad? (Any form, mechanical. Thank you, God, you fool.) And now you’re singing. You! Whatever you think of me. (From the hordes of cannibals to psych wards of hospitals:) If the shoe fits, would you walk that mile? (it’s a small world after all.) Oh, you can put it on the other foot, it’s the same size! You! Could you take a look at me? (苦しむ人々は人を傷つける.) Am I bad? Am I bad? Am I bad? Am I really that bad? You? (俺は傷人, so what'cha think I’m gonna do to you?) We’re singing. You! Whatever you think of me. (傷ついた奴は人を傷つける. Schadenfreude just ain’t as good.) If you were in my shoes, you’d see I wear the same size as you.
