I'm so cynical and terrified

Of a friendly type of horror

That lives in all the pockets

Of every jean I've ever owned

The way I've kept it all inside

Is getting fucking old

And my bones are silk and medication

Wanna throw away my phone

Finally mourning old deaths

Coming clean in final breaths

Knocking on your daddy's door

To ding dong ditch his texts

Depositing my vacation checks

Spending whatever money's left

I'm overwhelmed by common things

I'll tear apart my nest

Dreams of relief whеre I'm losing all my teeth

I'm lacking control

What do we do when wе feel like this?

But I'm on a fucking roll

Dreams of relief where I'm dead in the streets

I'm lacking the hold

I've learned every way to cope you could teach me

But I'm still paying the toll

I'm so mean and judgmental

I need a fixture, I need a fix

I need a goddamn break from everything

I need serve and a service

Yeah, I'm so past all the agony

I'm seeking shelter without risk

Bad joke, bad timing

But I know I'm on your list

I got a quota and a deadline

I'm not looking for more overtime

I'm so tired of the misery

And you don't have to feel inclined to work with me

I'm just a number with another goal

Infatuated infrastructure overload

Skip breakfast and lunch to make more time to grind

Live another day that I love to despise

Dreams of relief where I'm losing all my teeth

I'm lacking control

What do we do when we feel like this?

But I'm on a fucking roll

Dreams of relief where I'm dead in the streets

I'm lacking the hold

I've learned every way to cope you could teach me

But I'm still paying the toll

Tell me where it hurts and I'll make it hurt worse

I've always felt like I'm on fire

My disposition is aggressive and I'm more than just regressing

It's just me in work-appropriate attire

It's mainstream jail

We all compete to fail

I always feel like I'm on fire

It's a pat on the head or a stab in the back

I always have these

Dreams of relief where I'm losing all my teeth

I'm lacking control

What do we do when we feel like this?

But I'm on a fucking roll

Dreams of relief where I'm dead in the streets

I'm lacking the hold

I've learned every way to cope you could teach me

But I'm still paying the toll

Dreams of relief where I'm losing all my teeth

I'm having dreams of relief where I'm losing all my teeth

I'm having dreams of relief where I'm dead in the streets

I'm lacking the hold

I've learned every way to cope you could teach me

But I'm still paying the toll