Wishing You Were Anywhere But Here

from Magnum Dopus by Hand Practices

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lyrics

Wake up, boy, you’ve been asleep for days
Don’t you know your life’s a passing phase?
One day you’ll look back and see it clear
Wishing you were anywhere but here

Wake up, boy, you’ve been asleep for days
The world spins on without you anyways
And so do all the ones who you hold dear
Wishing you were anywhere but here
Wishing you were anywhere but here

Maybe this was all just a dream
And everything is the way it should be
Nothing’s ever quite what it seems
And nobody cares about what it all means
I know you can feel it, but you can’t explain
It’s like everyone else is just playing a game
But everyone else probably feels the same

Wandering aimless
Lost and alone, with no place to go
Just tired of wandering aimless
Praying for death with every breath

Yeah, maybe this was all just a dream
And everything is the way it should be
Or maybe not

Wake up, boy, you’ve been asleep for days

I keep running circles in my head
Spiraling around until a sound comes out again
Until my voice is loud again

Echoes are the only noises left
Bouncing off the walls as if they’re wont to wake the dead
Shake these demons from their beds

It’s so good to see you, tell me how you’ve been
This feels so familiar, but I don’t remember when

I’d better be going; something feels wrong
We are singing different words, and none of them belong

And all the things I should’ve done instead
Waiting on the wayside for this lunacy to end
But this shit don’t ever end
No, this shit won’t ever end
No, this shit won’t ever end

Maybe this was all a mistake
And nobody cares how much shit you can take
Keep pleasant thoughts that the world will change
Of music, of laughter, of all still unfrayed
Yeah keep pleasant thoughts, it’ll all wash away

To a perfect blankness
Where we can’t come back
That’s all that I ask

Yeah, maybe this was all a mistake
But somebody’s coming to set things straight