From the recording FALLEN ANGELS
performed by ripworld
written, produced, and arranged by phoebe rivera davis
Lyrics
There's an underground man lodged deep within my skull
and I just keep eating even though I'm full
but I'm starving myself, maybe as a form of penance,
I'll get thinner and thinner until I'm just an essence
and I'm trying my best to think of Sisyphus as happy,
but I don't really know what rhymes with happy
and I just quit smoking but I need myself a fag,
my friend will hook me up he says 'just meet me in the back.'
I'm going down.
I'm going down.
I'm going down, down, down
to the underground.
I'm going down, down, down
to the underground.
Going on the 8 bus, gonna see if I'm real.
Am I just a vision or just something to feel?
Drinking and dancing is all that I know
except for all that other shit from all those years ago,
and my stomach hurts, but I won't see a doctor
I probably deserve it so I'll let it go longer,
and he's looking at me, in his eyes I see carnality.
Get those pants off, let me suck that personality.
I'm going down.
I'm going down.
I'm going down, down, down
to the underground.
I'm going down, down, down
Will you motherfuckers get up and dance?!
I met a nice young man and I told him all of this.
What a poor, kind soul, all he wanted was a kiss.
I told him that I know nihilism is for cowards,
but lately I've been feeling like I'm all out of power,
and he said if I keep like this, I won't live to long,
and I said 'Oh yeah, well fuck you you're right.'
I'm too loud to change but to quiet to shout.
I've run out of things to complain about.
I'm going down.
I'm going down.
I'm going down, down, down
to the underground.
I'm going down, down, down.
I'm going down, down, down
to the underground.
I'm going down, down, down.
I'm going down, down, down.
I'm going down, down, down.
I'm going...
