Wil Wagner Tummy
[Verse 1]
If the last few months have meant anything
It's that the last few years don't mean shit
All this fear-mongering, hate-filled dividing
Now we're forcefully separated, I, for one, am over it
Scary times are coming, worrying is here
Even my sister lost her job, and she's way smarter than all of us
Used to think that I would love so much to disappear
Now I'm invisible, definitely not what it cracked up to be
[Chorus]
Why isn't anybody complimenting me?
I'm your sensitive singer boy
And I need your applause and adoration
Got anything that kicks in quicker than that instant gratification?
[Verse 2]
Everything's funny or nothing is funny
It's all a bit of a laugh until the laughter's rehearsed
Lifted up your shirt to show the scars on your tummy
Made a joke to try and not make everything worse
"You are gonna get over yourself"
I say to myself in a sincere way
You find God in a foxhole, found community in hell
People wanna share if it's sharing the pain and heat
[Chorus]
Why isn't anybody complimenting me?
I'm your sensitive singer boy
I need your applause and adoration
Got anything that kicks in quicker than that instant gratification?
[Outro]
I miss all your sweaty faces
Hope you miss sweaty mine
Remembering a time it was okay to go outside
Remember in the summer, when our country was on fire?
Same people still running it, sends a shiver down my spine
Remember in the summer, when our country was on fire?
Same people still running it, sends a shiver down my spine