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I wrote a simple song to see if I still could
I haven't left my room in two whole months
I took this little step to regain my mental health
It's so much harder than I had ever thought
So I wrote this song
I felt so helpless laying in my bed
Figuring the point to all this dread
I cried for nights on end hoping to find a way
To keep me here when I just want to leave
So I wrote a song
I haven't cleaned this place for what feels like weeks
The dishes are mocking me from the sink
I haven't washed my clothes, the shower has gone unused
The dust grows more menacing every day
But I wrote this song
I haven't swept the floor, the bills are stacked so high
On the table with other deadlines I'll ignore
The sun screams into my room with heartless disregard
I'd rather just stay here and just fade away
Instead I wrote this song
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Well I’ve always worked with my hands
Unforgiving labor in unsavory lands
Broken back and nearly broken spirit
I’ve taste the dirt mixed sweat defeat
Risen up on worn down tired feet
I’ve reached for the brass ring, though no where near it
And you would tell me I’m not worth my salt in gold
Kicked to the curb long before I’ve even gotten old
*Chorus*
I’m not dead yet
I’ve still got use left
Don’t need a savior
Just honest labor
Hard work for fair pay
Don’t throw me away
Stretched out and under slept
But I’m not dead yet
I’m worth more than they say
The boss man will take me aside
Tell me hopeful things about work and pride
What he really means is I just made him richer
But I will never see that coin
No tradesmen unions I can join
A bleak and hopeless, sorry sort of picture
And they will tell me I should be thankful for this job
Uneducated work for the uneducated mob
*chorus*
There's so much more of us then them
We should bring this to an end
I don’t want to live under the foreman’s thumb no more
But how can we can we fight to save our lives
When the system is work or die
*chorus*
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Where do you go when you don’t belong?
Where do you hide when you can’t hear your song?
What god do you turn to when you’ve been abandoned?
Do you just find a new place at random?
A broken promise left unsaid
A thread bare trust that’s been undone
Lonely isolation
Frantic frustration takes hold
It’s getting tiresome
It’s getting fucking old
One single female
Seeking a place where I fit in
Two bedrooms and central air
Feeling good in my own skin
Comfort and belonging
To return to when I roam
Pet friendly and smoke free
Single female seeking home
What is a home, but an abstraction?
Unquantifiable and not a transaction
What if that feeling lies within me?
What if my happiness my own goddamn responsibility?
It’s been hard to love myself
The war is fraught; it’s been hard won
Subvert all expectations
Leave bad temptations behind
Find what I’ve been seeking
In the depths of my own mind
*chorus*
What if I never get there
What if the journey does me in
The future is uncertain; I’m frightened
Why’s it so hard to look within?
To see:
*chorus* x2
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Greetings from your long lost forgotten friend
It's been a long time since you knew my name
I haven't forgotten yours
I'm sure you’re doing fine.
You did so much to define me
But I will never sing your praise
You are the living ghost that haunts my memories
This correspondence is not to make repairs
For the damages long ago received
I am the reminder
Of the secrets that you keep
When all is quiet
And I’m alone inside my mind
You’ll be the demon hunting me
From which I cannot hide
*chorus*
With what you know
How can you sleep
So here I am
Your darling blackest sheep
I'm so glad you'll never know
Just how far I've come
From broken and alone
To awoken and beyond
If you could see the sunshine down
On my newly discovered smile
I hope it tears you apart
I hope it tears you apart
I didn’t deserve this scar
You don’t deserve anything at all
*chorus*
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There's a fire burning
Deep inside
And it's trying to get out
And I can't keep it in
I can't take anymore
When will these ends ever justify these means
I don't know
I don't know
But if you think all this is deservedly so
Well that's fine
Because I don't mind
Fighting
*chorus*
Nothing's gonna be alright
I need to make it through another night
And I can’t stop my heart from pounding
Nothing's gonna be ok
I’m think I’m gonna go away
Away from all this automatic, problematic, systematic
American strife
What did we do to deserve
This targeted strike
I just want to be me
You just want me to bleed
You want to "take it back"
But you never lost control
Now I'm scared
I'm so scared
And if this is how it goes than you better be prepared
Cause I won't go
No I won't go
Without a fight
*chorus*
How many have to die
Before we read between the lies
Of this arbitrary aristocracy
Simple autonomy
Is what I hope for you and me
‘Cuase we may not get what we want
But when we take back what we need
Then you might see
You might see.
You might see.
Me
*chorus*
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As easy as 10, 11, 12
04:42
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The weather is changing
And I can’t do a thing about it
It makes me so desperately sad
Crushingly subdued
Everyone tells me
“it’s not that bad
Take your vitamins
You’ll be thankful you had
Take care of your health
And just try to be glad”
But I take all my supplements and became vegan
I’m trying to think myself better
But it just won’t begin
The storm is coming; It’s time to take cover
This might be the worst one yet
Nothing to do but discover
If I’ll survive
The dark clouds are swirling
And clapping with thunder
I keep taking these small bitter pills
To keep me from going under
A lightning bolt crashes
It tears me asunder
It’ll pass by they say
An innocent squall
Then why I’m so scared
That I might lose it all
These medications don’t make me feel stable
If they cannot help me how could I ever be able?
Chorus
And it rains
For days on end
I can’t see through the haze
My mind is wildly flailing
I’m trying so hard
To get through one more day
As I’m slipping away
My grip is slowly failing
A brain wasn’t meant to be this fucking malaligned
I’m praying to no one that I make it out alive
Chorus
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Wargo Richmond, Virginia
Wargo is a solo-acoustic artist living in Richmond, VA. She grew up in Winchester, VA and lived previously in Syracuse NY. Her sound is directly influenced by the east coast punk scene she grew up playing in with a mix of the folksy charm of the Blue Ridge Mountains. The result is a style she likes to call Appalachian Power Pop. ... more
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