At the 2 pm
I'll wake up
At the 3 pm
I'll clock out for the day
On the weekend
At the 5 am
I'll wake up
At the 5 am
I'll clock out again
On a weekday
There's no X's on my calendar
Cause there's no destinations
No trail of bread crumbs
Nothing to go back to
I am an origami
Unfolded entirely
These sides all came apart
And damn, it isn't pretty
[Chorus]
Guided myself through another morning with muscle memory
I wanted to sleep, but I didn't
That's the bit of self-control in me
My mirror spat into my face
With it's puss, blood, hairy disgusting
That now litter my front
Now litter my front
Litter my front
[Verse 2]
At the 24/7
365
That's when I won't feel alive
As before I did cry for the first time
24/7
Every night
I'm buried alive
Under a blanket
My mattress is a casket