Spring loading...

Letra#

[Verse 1]
> spring loading...
> maybe I'm already logged out
> flowers spawn the same as last season
> trees render max green, no patch needed
> reality doesn’t need me, 
> and that’s kind of beautiful

[Pre-Chorus]
> *that feeling when* real joy actually hits
> my death is a patch note nobody reads

[Chorus]
> if I die tomorrow
> and spring drops the day after
> I’m fine *logging off* tonight
> *cron jobs* run when they run
> the world stays *on-spec* even if I complain
> it’s all real, it’s all right

[Verse 2]
> if it’s her time, she shows up on her time
> that’s the rule, not a debate
> I like when things are real and correct
> and I would like it even if I didn’t like it
*skill issue*
> so if I fall right now, I’m still okay
> everything real, everything right

[Bridge]
> you can play latin over my coffin
> you can dance in circles too
> after logout, preferences are null
> permissions revoked, no settings to tweak

[Chorus]
> if I die tomorrow
> and spring drops the day after
> I’m fine logging off tonight
> cron jobs run when they run
> the world stays *on-spec* even if I complain
> it’s all real, it’s all right

[Outro]
> *what* is, *when* it is, *is what it is*
> it do be like that
*the thread is closed*