Like a Cult
Richard Schmidt
When waking up is the hardest part of every day
Can't really say that I got much to complain
You're waking up from a nightmare with all the names
Of your ex-lovers on the tip of your tongue
I'll pick you up, 8 o’clock, we can exchange ideas
About the world and about how everything's fucked
And watch the past block our path towards growing up at all
Close our eyes, count to three and then just jump
Like a cult
We can be anything
Like a cult
We can be
I'm weighing steaks trying to frame up all of the problems
And how they fit, how I fit, how we all fit
"It only ends when it ends” that's just too dark sounding
Give me a chance, I'll do anything I can
Like a cult
We can be anything
Like a cult
We can be
Like a cult
We can be anything
Like a cult
We can be