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Pedestrian Things (1/9 and 1/9) Video (MV)




Performed By: Anxiety Superstar
Language: English
Length: 3:35
Written by: Matt Vuchichevich




Anxiety Superstar - Pedestrian Things (1/9 and 1/9) Lyrics




I'm gonna take a lunch and not eat just to walk as many steps as I can
Dodge the freedom trail and never wait for anything

My headphones cover my ears and don't play anything at all
Don't try to talk to me
I'll improvise a rhythmic nodding

North doesn't exist! There's no sun and there is spinning
These streets don't lead anywhere and that's fine for returning
Now I push the traffic button
Hear the 'wait,' and keep on walking

Do pedestrian things, and don't dare think of anything
You're not paid any extra for processing or given time for regenerating
So do pedestrian things

A thruway's always closed near State Street
A green scaffold blankets my work building
I'm not hiding; I'm just leaving, and being more myself

Doing pedestrian things and not daring to Think of anything with a capital T
Anything but working

Walk all the way to the seaport - you don't even have to look at the sea!
You can breathe little a salt as a treat
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English

I'm gonna take a lunch and not eat just to walk as many steps as I can
Dodge the freedom trail and never wait for anything

My headphones cover my ears and don't play anything at all
Don't try to talk to me
I'll improvise a rhythmic nodding

North doesn't exist! There's no sun and there is spinning
These streets don't lead anywhere and that's fine for returning
Now I push the traffic button
Hear the 'wait,' and keep on walking

Do pedestrian things, and don't dare think of anything
You're not paid any extra for processing or given time for regenerating
So do pedestrian things

A thruway's always closed near State Street
A green scaffold blankets my work building
I'm not hiding; I'm just leaving, and being more myself

Doing pedestrian things and not daring to Think of anything with a capital T
Anything but working

Walk all the way to the seaport - you don't even have to look at the sea!
You can breathe little a salt as a treat
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Writer: Matt Vuchichevich
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