Leslie Low - Existential

You got me home here sitting in my armchair
You got my eyes subscribed and fixated on a four-wheeler
And every channel gets me riding high on a road-trip
to some forever lost and confused twisting of my paid vision
Who am I
Are you "you" too
Who am I
Are you "you" too
You feel existential with every scene change
You got your phone out, fingers all shot, you're exhausted
You drag your shoes across the scum and moss on the concrete
And every better excuse has been used on both your parents
Forever lost to a lost cause
Bet your last coin on it
Who am I
Are you "you" too
Who am I
Are you "you" too
Who am I
Are you "you" too
Who am I
Are you "you" too

Written by:
Leslie Low

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