FOREGROUND MUSIC Songtext
von Ron Gallo

Will I die if I don′t make this deadline?
Should I get a haircut, or just cut my whole head off?
Will any of this matter in one year?
Did it ever? What do you wanna eat tonight?

I take my life pills one day at a time
My favorite thing to do is lie awake and panic, and panic, and panic

Is it supposed to feel like this?
Is it me, or is it all of it?
I'm a forward person in a backwards world
This is foreground music you don′t need a background
What are they doing right? What am I doing wrong?
I'm so sorry I missed today's daily comparison
I, like, literally died from embarrassment
Not even the grave can save you anymore

I take my life pills one day at a time
My favorite thing to do is lie awake and panic, and panic, and panic


Lately it feels like end of days
But tomorrow just keeps coming
By the way, how are there so many t-shirts on earth?
I mean, let′s say on average everyone has 15
You times that by billions of people
How is there enough raw materials?
I wear the same three of them

I′ve got a 124 too many
And they just keep coming
I've got nine apples in my kitchen
The store has thousands
There′s millions of stores
How are there so many apples?
Where are all these trees?

I take my life pills one day at a time
My favorite thing to do is lie awake and panic
I take my life pills one day at a time
My favorite thing to do is lie awake and panic, and panic, and panic