Year of the Cup - Porter Robinson
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It’s none of my goddamn business what’s in the cup
But, it’s a beautiful thing, then?
But, it’s not a beautiful thing because nobody knows what’s in the cup
That’s the whole thing
Unless you come up and drink what’s in my cup
Then, how can you say it’s a beautiful thing?
Also, when people drink alcohol, they react
So, whatever the hell was in my cup, the only reaction I did
Was got more popular, more successful
Did a lot more things that I’ve ever done
Picked up a guitar, learned how to play, learned how to put on the Auto-Tunes
And stretched my voice, I probably should pick that cup back up
I swore not to care, but on that night I couldn’t help it
I took out all of my shame on a random guy who probably liked me
And that night, it was the obvious first time you were disappointed
I spewed out that irresponsible mantra, “I’m sorry I’m like this”
What the hell was in his cup?
Whatever he was drinking must be a motherfuckin’ success potion
That’s why I tell people, fuck you and whatever was in my cup
Suck my dick, I’m gonna keep drinking it, bitch
Ah, something’s in the air like vanilla
I got on my Facebook
And that time I had the courage to call her and tell her that I loved her
I guess that screaming at my audience works and everyone likes it
I dreamed of cutting my Achilles’ heel
Wanting people to like me
Don’t judge me, tryna say, yeah, he should’ve put the cup down
Why? What did he do wrong?
Name it
He was on 60 Minutes with, he was on a 60 Minutes with Katie Couric, was you?
No
I make people understand that, don’t judge me, see-
I can’t go to sleep ’cause my mind keeps ringing with times that I
Laid out everything wrong with me up on stage, it’s embarrassing
“Fuck you, you don’t deserve me,” the bus went totally silent
And “Help me,” was what I meant to say
As I gnashed my teeth right in front of you
Yeah, I’ve kinda put the cup down for a minute
But um, ain’t nothing in the cup right now but some wine
I drink Dolce, that’s about it, that’s the only thing in the cup right now
But honestly
I asked you if I never changed, would you love me?
Expecting the negative, clever, turning the question around to me was obvious
Hate this version of me that was safe and sanitized thoroughly
You think you’ll let people down and divine some perfect apology
The answer was obvious
The answer was obvious
The answer was obvious
The answer was obvious
What’s in the cup? Is it really none of my Goddamn business?