Consider It A Win - Ceschi

By this age I thought I’d be dead and gone

I’m still figuring out what I fucking want

I do work but don’t have a job

Pay rent but don’t have a home

What does that freedom cost?

Had a dream the other night that you were back alive

for the way you died

It’s your fucking Sometimes

attempting to survive when there’s no hope in sight

I don’t know what it means to go slow

But deep down I’m hoping I’ll grow old

I don’t know what it means to go slow

But deep down I’m hoping I’ll grow old

Wish I could lie to you and say the world has changed

That people became better since you left this place

But it somehow just feels the same

Another incel killed immigrants,

And most days feel heavy from the weight of the world

And the weight of this skin and fat and bones

So I’m left here carving a space for myself

Embracing the pain of this short existence

I don’t know what it means to go slow

But deep down I’m hoping I’ll grow old

I don’t know what it means to go slow

But deep down I’m hoping I’ll grow old

No I don’t want to hang myself today

And I consider that a win

No I don’t want to hang myself today

And I consider that a win

I remember when they prayed for you on the internet

I remember when those prayers came and went

The next day we had one less friend

Humans cling onto anything when they’re feeling helpless

There are many days that I wish I had your guts

And the beautiful way you didn’t give a fuck

But it feels like sad fat luck

That I’m even alive so I’m stuck accepting this present

I don’t know what it means to go slow

But deep down I’m hoping I’ll grow old

I don’t know what it means to go slow

But deep down I’m hoping I’ll grow old

No I don’t want to hang myself today

And I consider that a win

No I don’t want to hang myself today

And I consider that a win