Half Wave
Johanna Healy, Ashley Kossakowski
Feelin’ exhausted again
Wasn’t ready for this again
Desire for normalcy
The need to forget
We’re all trapped in passive inertia
We’re all chasing happiness
It’s all so fleeting
Give up on perfection
Give up on perfection
Give up on perfection
Some say the one you love
Is who you disappoint most and
It’s easier done than said
There’s no selfish form of love
But sometimes dead is better
Beginnings and endings in Irving Square Park
I’m so sick of all this ludicrous shit I’m done with it
Give up on perfection
Can’t find perfection anywhere
Give up on perfection
Dare you to find perfection
I’d like to think I don’t need nobody
And I’d like to think I could have some standards
But here we go, riding this wave again
Ride this wave again, again