Absentee - Blue Sky Black Death

I don’t care for your revolution

I don’t know the day of the week

But I’ll be your utmost trusted absentee

I’m so over your personal crisis

Let me know if our state secedes

But you’ll probably never hear from me

So mark me condemned, and mark me as vacant

I’m out of mind, and I’m out of sight

Strikethrough my name, forget my location

I’ll stage a coup when the timing’s right

I’ll wake up to a new national language

I’ll sleep in while the coasts recede

TV movie, you can have my story free

I’m so over your sovereign nation

And your block party best move along

Your injustices make me yawn