[Chorus]

At the end of the day I am ashes

When the sun goes

All that’s left on the ground

At the end of the day is just ashes

Is this the end?

Or will the sun rise again?

Oh oh oh

[Verse 1]

Yeah

I don’t shine under pressure, man. I stumble and I shake

And I grumble and I ache after I crumble and I break

I’ll lie and say I’m humbled, but it’s fake

I can’t explain myself, I always fumble my mistakes

And succumb to some ho hum doldrums

Numb giant but no fee fi fo fum

Jack’s beanstalk, after we talk it all seems lost

I feel you kicking on my soul like old Reeboks

Free box from the gods, and now it’s opened up wide

The demons mopin’ inside were hopin’ that I’d

Let down my guard, but I opened my eyes

I put my pen on the page and I wrote ‘em my lines

I’ve had sadder Saturdays and I’m best when you don’t touch this

I’d rather gather ways that I can just adjust justice

And somehow make it fair that you left me how you did

And somehow get to where I can accept that I am still just a kid

[Chorus]

At the end of the day I am ashes

When the sun goes

All that’s left on the ground

At the end of the day is just ashes

Is this the end?

Or will the sun rise again?

Oh oh oh

[Verse]

Maybe life is a game

I didn’t wanna to show up

But I’m here all the same

Might as well blow up

Hard work is a pain

I don’t really wanna grow up

I don’t really wanna grow up

I don’t really wanna grow up

Gonna stay at home bruh

Cause it turns out

When you light all your matches

You burn out

And your shit burns down

The walls start caving in

Next thing you know you’re just a slave to your brain again

(Hello?)

Maybe one day I’ll be a has-been

Who’s saddened cause he already happened but

(Uh huh, uh huh)

Right now I’m a haven’t who hasn’t been and I’m maddened, like

(Right)

I’m so existential, it’s detrimental, it wrecks my mental

Health, I’ll dent myself it’s accidental, I’m temperamental

(That’s true)

I don’t know what my life is

Do I know what strife is?

Will I just stay like this, frightened, senses heightened

Should I just be lifeless?

Yikes it’s

(Maybe)

Hard to care when you know it’ll always be dashed again

(Mhm)

How can you passionate

When you always turn to ash again?

[Chorus]

At the end of the day I am ashes

When the sun goes

All that’s left on the ground

At the end of the day is just ashes

Is this the end?

Or will the sun rise again?

Oh oh oh

[Outro]

Did you ever hear the story about the boy that melted himself down to a stump?

Just a little lump, a crumpled little clump of wax that had dropped drips until there were no more drips to be dropped

He slipped from his spot where he’d sit at the top, sliding on his own liquified remains down to the cold, rocky tiles

And down there, amongst the dusty footprints and musty mothballs

He discovered a mountain of melted peers adhered near

Just like him

A city of the singed and scarred that think too hard

He turned, concerned to a puddle of a girl to his left and asked how she got there

“I flew too close to the sun,” she said. “Because that’s what you’re supposed to do.”

“How do I get out of here?” The boy cried

A mysterious mass replied. “You need to conquer the person that put you down here.”

The boy was confused. “Who’s that?”

The waxy remains smiled- or at least did whatever its equivalent of a smile was- and said

"It’s Me"

"(It's You)"