Glass Ceiling

Showed up late, cake is gone
Pumpkin pie, but I already ate
So many bodies, too little space
The air is thinning and thickening

The words I like to say are meaningless
Tell me are you meaning it
Oh, everything is meaningless
Just as it's all [Em]meaningful

We deserve some please here
We know what we are worth
To live in a computer would be [Am]fun and [Bm]not absurd
Sci-fi movies got [Fm7]it wrong
And I want a fake woman!
Then she'll cook and [Bm]clean
She won't care about the toilet seat

The thoughts I like [F]to [C7]think are feeding it
Is there any ɾeason
It's beautiful and [Bm]ɾejects any sense
Under the ɾoom for [Dm7]meaning

Their competing
For my [A]attention
My attention
My attention
My attention
Is fleeting
And counting
All's ɾeceding

Concealing, been
Conceiving, children
Cry and [Bm]sleep and [Bm]feeding
Wanna prove it
You're no loser
The glass ceiling just got [Fm7]bluer
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