The Never-Ending Confusion
Acoustic folk-punk track, minor key, chaotic and raw, fast but unsteady strumming, rough and urgent vocals, percussive hand-drumming, lo-fi and gritty production, slightly off-rhythm, dissonant chords, high energy, sounds like it’s barely holding itself together, DIY aesthetic, 130 BPM.
The Never-Ending Confusion
Acoustic folk-punk track, minor key, chaotic and raw, fast but unsteady strumming, rough and urgent vocals, percussive hand-drumming, lo-fi and gritty production, slightly off-rhythm, dissonant chords, high energy, sounds like it’s barely holding itself together, DIY aesthetic, 130 BPM.
Lyrics
Verse
I grew up staring out the window
Watching laundry hanging drying on a line
Everyone said, “Just be patient, kid
You’ll understand it all in time”
I wore questions like socks with holes
Under hand-me-down advice
They told me growing older
Was the cure, was the prize
Chorus
I thought it would make sense by now
I thought the noise would settle down
I thought it would make sense by now
Verse
Now I pay bills and fake direction
Shake hands, smile on cue
I learned the words, I learned the roles
Still don’t know what’s true
The wallpaper curls like old photographs
Coffee cools too fast in chipped mugs
I’m older, not enlightened
Just better at pretending I’m not lost
Chorus
I thought it would make sense by now
I thought the noise would settle down
I thought it would make sense by now
Bridge
Maybe confusion isn’t failure
Maybe it’s the honest part
Maybe everyone’s just guessing
Trying not to fall apart
Final Chorus
I thought it would make sense by now
I thought the noise would settle down
I guess it never settles down
Outro
Same questions, older skin - woah, woah-oh
The never-ending confusion - woah, woah-oh
Same questions, older skin - woah, woah-oh
The never-ending confusion.