[Verse 1]

More consecutive decisions left my summer hapless

Not a dent or scratch in my progression-over-half list

Doctor, who gives a fuck if I stop moving for good?

Been a dick, cumbersome, just covered up with some distractions

Scrimmaging with little glimpses of shaking useless habits

Productivity’s what floats the globe but broke my glass skin

Hopeless proclivity for overfeeding waste baskets

No haste, paper taste buds chafed and rancid

[Pre-Chorus]

It’s all the same, all the same shit

Every day, every day, shit

Same, same, same shit

Live the way that I’ve been trained, since

[Chorus]

Nobody taught me to grow

Get up, hold up, turn me to stone, uh

Wait for me at the end, it’s all peachy, my friend

I’m used to begging them to leave me alone

[Verse 2]

Fighter fluid flickering out, little amounts of shit I denounced

Trickling down, slippery routes as big as my frown

Kidding around in misery’s house

Find the cue to get in the ground ‘cause

Writing music’s sickening now

Stagnant movement’s monotonous

Innocuous bragging loses its opulence

Hollow and vagrant cruising and wandering

Pallid hue in a gondola, I’m floating by

All lag with useless phenomena

[Pre-Chorus]

It’s all the same, all the same shit

Every day, every day, shit

Same, same, same shit

Live the way that I’ve been trained, since

[Verse 3]

The flatter the line, the pattern’s pathetic

Day in and day out, I stay in, I’m renting my grave

Every day, every day, same shit

Don’t know the last time I shaved

Hermetic as fuck, tough luck

Call the medic in a rush but

Sedentary shit humdrum’s been settled in my blood, fuck

Back to peddling the grindstone

Black out just to meddle with the time zone

Heaven isn’t my home

But I’m locked in anyway

Wither and decay, dead inside up to my throat

[Chorus]

Nobody taught me to grow

Get up, hold up, turn me to stone, uh

Wait for me at the end, it’s all peachy, my friend

I’m used to begging them to leave me alone

[Outro]

Feeling like you made sense of your whole life up to that point. Then realizing that you were kind of a piece of shit, and trying to move on from that toxic behavior but also giving yourself the space to heal. But, also being real with yourself that some shit that you did was fucked up. And, the way that you live is fucked up. And realizing that you have a problem, and you’re just counting your days, looking at the calendar, looking at empty squares. And, not knowing where to go from there…