Banana Peel - Olivver the Kid

I’m sick of the same people I see every night

The fake kisses, the fake friends, the fake fights

I wish someone would fuck or punch someone tonight

Well give me something real

Show me what you feel, goddamn

Instead of comatose delight

Banana peel, yeah yeah yeah yeah

Showtime reel, electric eel

Is it real, or is it fake?

Or have I changed?

I’m sick of the same damn smile we wear just to save face

And fuck mirrors and fuck all my expiration dates

I wish that I could learn to just look away

Walk away

Give me something real

Show me what you feel, goddamn

Instead of comatose delight

Banana peel, yeah yeah yeah yeah

Showtime reel, electric eel

Is it real, or is it fake?

Or have I changed?

I’m getting older, I’m giving up

Bags under my eyes look bruised as fuck

I’m getting older, I’m giving up

There’s lines on my forehead with eyes wide shut

I’m getting older, I’m giving up

I don’t want anything from anyone at all

Just know I still love you

That’s not fiction, that’s fact

I can be a curmudgeon who overreacts

Give me something real

Show me what you feel, goddamn

Instead of comatose delight

Banana peel, yeah yeah yeah yeah

Showtime reel, electric eel

Is it real, or is it fake?

Or have I changed?

Give me something real

Show me what you feel, goddamn

Instead of comatose delight

Banana peel, yeah yeah yeah yeah

Showtime reel, electric eel

Is it real, or is it fake?

Or have I changed?