Waste
Gabi Gamberg Lyrics

I can't wait to find time
I eagerly anticipate having the opportunity

To unwind to unravel
To relax and untangle my thoughts

I feel like junk on a spool
I feel worthless and tangled, like discarded materials

On the floor I'd be tangled but detached from the plastic
Even though I'm entwined, I am disconnected and detached from the superficial aspects

Not elastic but rough like wool
I am inflexible and rough, like coarse wool

To make you drool
To impress and captivate you

I suffered for you I'm pitiful
I endured pain and hardships for your sake, making me pathetic

Now I make waste
Now I create useless and unnecessary things

To fill my own space
To occupy my own existence

At a loss in my room
Feeling confused and directionless in my own personal space

Full of dread you would assume
My room is filled with anxiety and fear, one would expect

I'd just rinse it all out
I should simply cleanse and remove all negativity

But I feel fine I feel fine
However, I actually feel okay, I feel okay

What a joke to feel fine
It's ironic to feel fine given the circumstances

Beep boop
An expression of robotic or automated sounds

I have what you want do you want it back
I possess what you desire, do you wish to retrieve it

I have what you want
I possess the desired object or quality

I have what you want do you want it back
I possess what you desire, do you wish to retrieve it

I have what you want
I possess the desired object or quality

I have what you want do you want it back
I possess what you desire, do you wish to retrieve it

I have what you want
I possess the desired object or quality