5 to 8 Hours a Day (WWwaG) Lyrics

5 to 8 Hours a Day (WWwaG) Lyrics

[Part I]

[Verse]
People in the garden, dressing up for revolution
Can't keep down, weak constitution
Am I wasted? Hated?
Eating all the walruses, keeping all the tusks
Us

[Refrain]
You didn't think this would come out of me
You didn't think this would come out of me

[Verse]
People in the garden, dressing up for revolution
Can't keep down, weak constitution
Am I wasted? Hated?
Eating all the walruses, keeping all the tusks
Us

[Refrain]
You didn't think this would come out of me
You didn't think this would come out of me

[Non-Lyrical Vocals]

[Part II]

"Five to eight hours a day," he said
In a dream of his, my body is a guitar
Insubordinate fingers, insubordinate mind
Tamed by practice
Through repetition, transformation
Seedling into tree
Tiny cell upon tiny cell upon tiny cell upon tiny cell upon tiny cell
I tried it exactly once
Like a goody two shoes with one joint
Like a clock twice, lazy luck
Maybe it's the precursor to habit
I'm carrying a verse after a guitar stand
Birthed and grown before the lashes nipped my cheek
She flowed like a tear drop
Up to 5' 9" over the course of thirty minutes
But what about the features?
Like Jesus, like Santa, like Cleopatra
I'm testing the ghosts, the vultures
I know she looks like me
My song, my child
But I'm not done with them yet, the birds
I know I live in their heads
Their invisible conjuring
We all see through it, like air
The second I met them, I started drinking
But the habit hasn't yet kicked me
Did you notice I rewrote the lyric?
I want to try to fill myself with the things I've lost
The things I wanted, the things I love
You love like stolen land
At my worst, I do too
But I'm on my way to getting free
This is the only moment in the history of the universe
That we will be here together
Celebrate by being here