[Lyric] True Adult (Sam Rockwell Machete Champion)

Woe is existing in a loop of obligations
I offer you kisses, evenings alone, or coital elation

You offer me long hugs in the front seat
A nice confirmation

That subjectively speaking all these positive feelings were just energy wasted

But you are a vampire
Destroyer of dreams
Seductress of good men
That fresh supple meat

And I don't absolve you of conscious
Or the freedom you need

But you are my true love
Whatever that means

Woe is rooting around in the back of your skull
For some forgotten feeling
And Woe is being perfectly aware that you're growing up but
Never stopping, never ceasing

And subjectively speaking all our hard days works are worthless
We're all hands and knees praying for an early recess

People meet and they fall in love
But at least one of them is winding up to crush the other inside fading footsteps

But you are a vampire
Destroyer of dreams
Seductress of good men
The fresh supple meat

And I don't absolve you of conscious
Or the freedom you need

Cause you are my true love
Whatever that means

And I am your offspring
I need affirmation
And I will give sweet girls false hope to cure my growing frustration