Lyrics:
I'm sick of being all by myself
Sick of being stuck all alone
Sick of being all by myself
They say don't shop hungry
But the well fed are starving, too
And all of them shop
And those who do not
Become the food
I'm sick of being all by myself
Sick of being stuck all alone
Sick of being all by myself
They say don't shit where you eat
But that's how you fertilize soil
You watch as they harvest
Don't hazard a guess
Why your crops all failed
Well, maybe I'm too picky
Or a little paranoid
Sometimes the price
Of flying solo
Still beats the cost
Of choosing wrong
I'm sick of being all by myself
Sick of being stuck all alone
Sick of being all by myself
And they say go love yourself
Well I love myself three times a day
Though it can be fun
I still wish someone
Would come my way
I'm sick of being all by myself
Sick of being stuck all alone
Sick of being all by myself
Details: This was not the song I wanted to end the month with. The last couple years, I wrapped things up with a good night song, then a goodbye song. In fact, the songs from the last couple days would have been fitting finales for the project. But the muse takes you where it will.
It seems like a lot of the last week or so has been full of slower songs, so I wanted to pick up the pace a bit. And this song acts almost as a rebuttal to the Day 1 song, so maybe it's fitting. I like the song. The chorus has too many words crammed together-- it's hard to sing and breathe at the same time-- but the words mean something to me.
This took about 3.5 hours to write and .5 hours to record.
It's been a fabulous month! I'll write out a longer wrap-up tomorrow, but to all of you who've been following along: Thanks for listening; it means a lot to me.
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