Synthetic Fabrics

[Verse 1]
Made plans when I was sixteen
When I was about eight or nine
Making plans for my mid-thirties
Since I turned twenty five
Seems strange, and if I do the math right
Seems what I planned today
Was planned out by my last self
Round it up and it's been a decade

[Chorus]
Synthetic Fabrics
Life syndicated
Song symbiotic
Simple and jaded
Seemingly present
Life anticipating
Ideals and logic
Blurred out and faded

[Verse 2]
Spend the day focused on the next one
Build a schedule I’ll gracefully erase
Spend the night with a head full of ideas
I should put a list in its place
Seems I need a bit more consistency
At least that's what the app said
Scream out secrets in case someone's listening
Cancel dinner and go straight to bed

[Chorus]
Synthetic Fabrics
Life syndicated
Song symbiotic
Simple and jaded
Seemingly present
Life anticipated
Ideals and logic
Blurred out and faded

[Bridge]
Lay in my old bed and do simple equations
Try and bore myself to sleep
Quickly veers to finances then my body
All the things I need to do by next week

[Verse 3]
Next week what if I got pregnant?
Or if one day I want to have kids?
What if tomorrow I cancel my appointment?
What if I’m not made for this?

[Chorus]
Synthetic Fabrics
Life syndicated
Song symbiotic
Simple and jaded
Seemingly present
Life anticipated
Ideals and logic
Blurred out and faded