Plans Songtext
von Gents

I just wanna lay on the couch
I′m a tan line away from a burnout
Summer's here, but I′m ashamed
'Cause I, I just wanna stay in with you

I'm pretty used to having plans all the time
I push my calendar to the limit
So let me see if I can squeeze you in
Like that nicotine pouch under your lip

Because after all
You′re the one I want the most
And that coexists
With my longing for something I wish for
Everything to be different


I guess capitalism has won
Say "hello" to my guilty conscience
I wanna be soft, but I′m ashamed of my
Testosterone craving for success

You say that I've been taught to push and to brand myself
Jeopardizing the state of my mental health
Let me see if I can make that fit
Into my narrative and into my iCal

Because after all
You′re the one I want the most
And that coexists
With my longing for something I wish for
Everything to be different

Everything to be different
Everything to be different
Everything to be different