Anything Else is Progress - Red Tape Parade, Joey Cape

Billboards illuminate the sky, the reflections on the rain wet street looks

almost beautiful

I should get in my car and drive away, to a place less dull and sad

To a place much easier to forget

But I’ve got better things to do (like picking fights with my best friends)

It’s so much easier to hurt (than to take care of all these wounds)

I treat everyone like shit (as if getting them to hate me)

Would make me feel less alone (or make them somehow love me more)

(Joey Cape)

If I were to run, would you do the same?

Meet me in the silhouette of this dead city

'cause everyone is dead to me, since I set their world on fire

No one here will ever trust me, everyone is such a fucking liar

(Red Tape Parade)

But I’ve got better things to do (like picking fights with my best friends)

It’s so much easier to hurt (than to take care of all these wounds)

I treat everyone like shit (as if getting them to hate me)

Would make me feel less alone (or make them somehow love me more)

I am drowning, but at least, I’m not thirsty anymore

And the clock counts down, without mercy or regret, this is everything I have

Round and round it goes (Another day, another week, my hell I shan’t on repeat)

Round and round it goes (Another month, another year, and it’s all downhill

from here)

Round and round it goes (Another day, another week, my hell I shan’t on repeat)

Round and round it goes (Another month, another year, and it’s all downhill

from here)