1. |
Stare into Space
02:31
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Everything feels so bland
And it doesn't seem easy
To fix the problem at hand
Keep hearing the same old noise
Seeing the same old shows
Playing with the same old toys
And this is not
What I signed up for
There's nothing left
There's nobody home
They’ve all gotten bored
Disconnect the phones
Staring off into space
To avoid the blank page
Right in front of my face
I'm not the only one
Ridiculously bored
Not having any fun
There’s nothing new to say
Nothing better comes along
It's time to walk away
And It's not the same
As it was before
There's nothing left
Not having any fun
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2. |
Lawn Mower
01:45
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I’m so sick of being no one
When I know damn well I'm someone
What turns dreams to reality?
I'm learning step by step and piece by piece
But there's something that I'm missing
Radio silence where I'm listening
Everything I do, I do it in excess
I can't stop myself from chasing success
Got my heart set on the other side
I don't know the meaning of satisfied
But the grass looks green as fuck from here
Can't break into being someone
Still just stuck with being no one
Nothing makes me sicker than
Seeing others do what I know I can
Done trying hard when there's nothing there
It's getting hard to force myself to care
But the grass looks green as fuck from here
My favorite lie and the most sincere
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3. |
Anxious in G#
02:58
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Here they come driving up to arrest me
Gotta stare out the window 'till I'm sure they're gone
Obsess over what the worst case is suggesting
I probably can't park there they're gonna tow my car
Yeah, I'm tired of being afraid
Yeah, I'm sick of being afraid
They're gonna break in and steal everything I own
(It all goes on inside my head)
Can't remember if I even locked the front door
(I worry about fake things instead)
I'm always being followed when I'm on my own
(No relief it's always something)
Gotta get away from here and nail my head to the floor
(Every time it's an uphill fight but I don't know how else to live my life)
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4. |
Business Casual
02:05
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I’ve got the keys but I won’t start the car
I can see it now
My choices telegraph the fall
I don’t care
My future is clear to me
There’s no out that I can see
I see the light meant for me in the dark
I could’ve gone so far
Instead I chose safety and took zero risks
And now I pay the price
Twenty years forward when everything’s gone
Even I can see that something is wrong
I’m a prophecy carved into stone
Watch me die unhappy and all alone
Twenty years forward when everything’s gone
Even I can see that something is wrong
I’m a prophecy carved into stone
Watch me die unhappy and all alone
Sit at a desk and fill out reports
On casual fridays I get to wear shorts
This job is my life and this desk is my home
They laugh as I die with nothing to show
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5. |
Eulogy
02:44
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I’m still a little shaken
I could never forget
All the things we did together
But what did I expect?
You've lost all your ambition
It’s sad to see
That no one’s had the decency
To move on, ignore you, forget you, let you roll over and die
I wish that you would stand up it doesn’t seem like you can
You’re only wasting away you’re at your rope’s end
No evolution just repeat yourself day after day
Only closure will come when the casket rolls away
Loud and vibrant in nature
Self destructive by design
Just because you’re breathing
Doesn't mean you’re still alive
I’m giving up on you
May you rest in peace
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6. |
Dysthymia
03:09
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Last night I had a dream that I got up and took
Back control of my life
Thankfully I woke up and realized it wasn't true
Shaking cold and terrified
Get me a doctor have him tell me what to do
I'll listen to everyone
There's nothing natural that can fix what i have
I need medication
Fell out of bed got dressed and walked straight out the door
Wind blows in my face
Do this do that do everything the same way
Nothing much has changed
What’s wrong with this picture? There's no way in hell
Everyone feels the same
Get me in the OR I need to replace
My head mind and brain
14, 15, 16, 17
Every step there’s something in front of me
18, 19, 20, 21
Wonder what the next thing’s gonna be
Truth is I’ve come to accept the way it is
The hill’s too high to climb
I’ve finally realized that it's never gotten better
I’ve been unhappy this whole time
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