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lirik lagu secret clubhouse - depression mustache

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[verse 1]
get off the computer for a little bit and go outside
it’d do good to take in different lights and sounds
there’s no good reason for any of us to be alive
so when your footprints prove the circles you’ve gone around

you can take heart knowing that heaven is still heartless
and you can find value in the worthless thing you are
if your trajectory falls short of where the mark is
if your destiny’s too small to make the stars
you will have to write it
in wrinkles and scars

and the virus didn’t make you dumb
you have always been dull
a steady stream of smog
a smokestack mouth

the price is high, but life is due in full
so when the debt breeds death
you’d rather not talk about

you can make art and still say you’re not an artist
and you can take pride in the useless things you know
you can make love and still carry your cards guarded
when i find out that you’re fluffing[?], when you show
you can grow a mustache
[chorus]
go get yourself a dog
you look like just like your father
you’ve got his temper, too
[?]
his face passed down to you
grow a mustache

put some pictures on the wall
you talk just like your mother
some simple facts of you
all your foibles[?]
they all keep coming true
in spite of everything you do

[verse 2]
if the virus didn’t make you weak
you’ve always been small
maybe it’s time you dial your expectations down
eat, sleep, clean and go to work, that’s all
so when your parents call to tell you they’re so proud

when the stitchwork says that home is where the heart is
and you’re always looking for some place to go
when the furniture’s just plasterboard and varnish
so beneath your weight, it wavers to and fro
when the pills the doctors offer make you nauseous
and the positives [?] equally so
when the war is lost, the monster’s in your closet
when depression’s just the devil that you know

[chorus]
go get yourself a dog
you look like just like your father
you’ve got his temper, too
[?]
his face passed down to you
and his great, broad mustache
and all those spots you’re going bald
you talk just like your mother
some simple stats of you
all your foibles[?]
they all keep coming true


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