It was a long [bad word] 
This feeling of contentment 
But the new evils had already been concluded 
And bid their time before the hatching 
New car new flat new girl 
All the things that you convinced yourself you need 
Mediocre modicum of success is all you need. 

V2 
Been a long [bad word] 
This reeling from contentment 
And the new day’s sun had already been extinguished 
You lay the spoils before the master 
New car new house new girl 
All the things that he convinced you that he needs 
Mediocre modicum of success is all you need. 


I will find you little brother 
I will see you at the shore 
We will listen to each other 
We will repent from the core 
Once I’ve found you little brother 
I’ll be dressed in hope mundane 
I’ll be dripping with contentment 
To leave with you again 

V1