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#music #TheDoomScrollFolk Headlines in a heap on the coffee-stained floor Last week’s panic I could quote it by heart Thumb bone bright from the blue-white war Scrolling through the sparks in the dark Empty little halos on a cracked glass pane Everyone’s a prophet in a borrowed phrase Counting up the comments like they might explain Why the sky feels closer every day Staring at the glow 'til my vision goes thin Waiting for the world to let the sirens in Pick a rusty string for a digital end I’ve got a thousand followers Not one real friend Staring at the glow 'til the morning burns in Waiting for the sirens like some long-lost hymn Pick a rusty string just to feel it again I’ve got a thousand followers Not one real friend Doom in the feed Then a dog in a hat Laugh track laid over smoke and ruin Laugh along soft ‘cause it sticks where I’m at Nervous little hymn I’ve been humming since June Maps all red Every border a bruise “Click here Click now ” for the next slow crash Praying to the tower for a piece of the truth Trading in my terror for a flash Staring at the glow 'til my vision goes thin Waiting for the world to let the sirens in Pick a rusty string for a digital end I’ve got a thousand followers Not one real friend Staring at the glow 'til the morning burns in Waiting for the sirens like some long-lost hymn Pick a rusty string just to feel it again I’ve got a thousand followers Not one real friend What if I just set it down? (hey) Let the battery die in the dark Would the silence make a sound On the other side of my heart? Staring at the glow 'til my vision goes thin Waiting for the world to let the sirens in Pick a rusty string for a different end Lose a thousand followers Find one real friend Staring at the glow as it finally dims Trading all the sirens for a quiet hymn Pick a rusty string Let the night roll in Lose a thousand followers Find one real friend