Confusing Times from The Believer by Hospital Job

Everybody’s your brother til the rent comes due
Then you’re all alone
You’re all alone
Everyone’s your father when there’s something you should do
They don’t know best
And I don’t know best

We live in confusing times
That nobody’s gonna figure out for us
Just like every poor soul before us
As we get wiser the answers cancel out

We all got our tassels
and threw our hats in the air
Now no one cares
No one cares
We all blew out candles,
And got the first piece of cake
But it tastes like shit
Yeah it tastes like shit

We live in confusing times
That Nobody’s gonna figure out for us
Just like every poor soul before us
As we get wiser the answers cancel out
But then there’s no more questions, no more tests
And we will bask in philistine glory like the rest

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