I wish I held on to ticket stubs
Old posters and all of the above
Can't store it all in my memory
So don't act like this offended me
I toss and turn when I try to fight
The should haves that keep me up at night
I'd benefit from a referee
For all my friends and my enemies
But anytime I bring it up
Well no one seems to give a fuck
I've got something to say
I'm not feeling okay
I can't carry the weight of anyone else
I've been feeling this way
For longer than a day
Now I'm starting to hate the size of my heart
The Carolinas in a postcard
That I never sent I'm so scarred
But your reactions to everything
But my reactions are just as mean
And anytime I bring it up
You don't seem to give a fuck
Maybe it's just temporary
Maybe I just learned on my own
I hope this is temporary
Oh, I just hate being alone.
Belaver’s “Trash” builds from hushed verses to a big, booming crescendo of a chorus, with lyrics that praise finding beauty in darkness. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 14, 2018