Gruvvy · Single
The Author
I wrote this song about a friend who romanticized too much about the world being against them. Which is necessary sometimes, but it can start to negatively impact your spirit if you live in it too much.
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[verse] She folds in the corner to find where she ended Her Fingers stained black from a page freshly printed Somehow the story begins as a figment Of imagination and then with a sentence like “One day She woke up planning her escape. It all fell apart on a Tuesday. You see, Alice, she knew her own fate. But Alice got lost in the plot And lost the glory of finding it out (F, A) [chorus] Isn’t it lovely Isn’t it fun Finding the ending And we’re almost done [verse 2] She made a villain with no good intentions The man was transparent no depth to his presence A cluster of curse words surrounding his mention But we never learned why his filled with resentment Like “James stayed Holed up inside of his headspace Rethinking lists for his namesake But we never learn if his pain Missed the details, skipped the page [chorus] Isn’t it lovely Isn’t it fun Finding the ending And we’re almost done [bridge] You always tried not to spoil the ending But you called it all quits at chapter 11 And that’s only halfway You promised You’d write it [ending] Isn’t it lovely Isn’t it fun Finding the ending