digitalrobbie

This is actually my first post on this forum, and I figured I'd share this with you guys. I recently started really liking anti-folk music(kimya dawson, jeffrey lewis, ect) and decided to begin writing some anti-folk songs myself. I don't actually have the song recorded yet, but it's all written out and such. They aren't really your run of the mill lyrics. I try not to take myself too seriously but think it's important to get across a general moral.

Anyways, let me hear what you guys think! I'd appreciate feedback, good or bad...as long as it's constructive.

my name is robbie, i have two wooden eyes
i can't really see much but thats alright
i try to stay optimistic because i can't feel blue
when it rains i think im swimming in a great big pool
and my favorite color is black but soon it'll be white
i paint abstract pictures with my mind involving things
I think exist but i'll never really know
well, one day i grew older and finally got a wife for show
she was the nicest person to ever have walked on earth
shes smart witty and funny
shes got leprosy but i still think shes pretty

but it makes no difference to me
her soul is so pure and crystal clean
and my "get well soon" plan
consists of holding your hand
hold it for as long as we can

and i bet my friends are a weird looking bunch
but they've got personality self-respect, individuality
missing lips, missing legs, missing teeth, i miss them
crooked smiles, double chins, and frequent muscle spasms
we tell quirky jokes and follow it with a folk song
thats about seeing through the eyes of a human being
but my wooden eyes are getting eatin alive
by termites but they're still the fashion shows grand prize
my eatn old termite infested wooden eyes
and my friends create a love so powerful it's unseen, between whats real and make believe
i think thats what is really important to me
its nothing that you'll see on realtv

so ill wear a wig and judge you for the words that you speak
close your eyes then maybe you'll get me
and people might laugh at me but being blind is a blessing sometimes
and let's rejoice the awkward way we're all imperfect everyday
sitting on my porch waiting for a sunny day or
holiday to come upon a paradox parade
with balloons shaped like normal mechanic joe with a bleeding nose
and that chunky fast food eating gal whos throwing up her food
it was just as bitter going down
but then i told her to turn her frown upside down!

because everyone now a days just looks for beauty skin deep
It forces people to be who they don't want to be
underneath all the old piles of halloween masks labeled trash, take me out, really fast, wait, lets smoke some hash, then take off your mask a,b
you've been wearing, it's been tearing up your face, like a tortoise who won the race
i was the hare and i thought i had a steady pace

and when i meet new people, i like to give them high fives
to remind me theres a body that exists outside my mind
past that big black blanket stapled shut across my eyes
with white duct tape smack dab in the middle spelling out
i-g-n-o-r-a-n-c-e i-s b-l-i-s-s
ignorance is bliss
keep your eyes shut
the billboards are almost past
just 10 more and we'll look like an alien life form
and i guess thats better than being you or me

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