My mechanism for survival has been killing me, evolution dethroned
Survival of the fittest is a way of saying sayonara you irrelevant fuck
Resources desourced to four chords and relapses life passes in assets I’ve destroyed
Said it before and I’ll say it again but I lie when I say that I’ve really tried to change
As the years pass
I’ve been thinking I might not be on the right track darling
But I digress
Cuz with every day I wake I still accomplish nothing
Rot to the core while your surface has no flaw, superficial and indisposed
Vulnerability is no threat to me when you’re already dead inside
Forlorn and ordered a reborn existence I missed it and pissed in my privilege
Tired and ugly just gleaming with smugly for what have I gained out of my poor existence?
As the years pass
I’ve been thinking I might not be on the right track darling
But I digress
Cuz with every day I wake I still accomplish nothing
There’s something to be said about about addictions bad decisions and everything between
This is not how my mother raised me
We’re all getting too old
Fuck being hungry fuck being cold
I just wanna be ordinary
Maybe I’ll just do what I’m told
Either way it's all arbitrary
I could die now, I could die never
I just wanna be comfortable
When what I have comes to an end
All hail the masses
For our accountability to keep you dry
Warm in the arms of security
The earth cannot feed your needs
So buckle up, and settle down little peasant
Here’s something to eat, now be present
In the hierarchy that glows effervescent, learn your lesson
Move boy to the top of the prism like:
As the years pass
I’ve been thinking I might not be on the right track darling
But I digress
Cuz with every day I wake I still accomplish nothing
There’s something to be said about about addictions bad decisions and everything between
This is not how my mother raised me
How my mother raised me
As the years pass
I’ve been thinking I might not be on the right track darling
But I digress
Cuz with every day I wake I still accomplish nothing
(x2, in background)
We’re all getting too old
Fuck being hungry fuck being cold
I just wanna be ordinary
Maybe I’ll just do what I’m told
Either way it's all arbitrary
I could die now, I could die never
I just wanna be comfortable
When what I have comes to an end
There’s something to be said about about addictions bad decisions and everything between
This is not how my mother raised me