What if phones were too much?
More like, what if I gave a fuck
It's just slow death by a thousand cuts
Tech or not, this shit fucking sucked
Rolling start on the race to the bottom
No brakes, windshield or credit, no problem
Make an offer to the econ goblin
Print more money so the line stops wobbling down
Drink to postpone foul fortune
Twisted like ball-sack torsion
Just got barely enough for a 40 and a Whopper post-landlord extortion
No wage, just pay
One more day, depression on the way
It's not hit yet, I'm just in pain
More brain cells die every day
Reverse
Lawnmower
Reverse
Lawnmower man
Everyday
My faculties just fray
Can't explain
Down the fucking drain
Every day
Even less remain
Can't explain
Live in order profane
Every day
Wander as if Cain
Can't explain
Alien terrain
Every day
The cerebral strain
Noise of blades in my head, ingrained
Try to eat the Silica packet
At bottom of the beef jerky bag in my jacket
The world's crumbled and so am I
Get high, get by, I try
To not die, it works on occasion
Unsure when it does, no confirmation
Research, catalog card found, pulled it
Apocalypse, fuck the Mad Max bullshit
Feeling like the frog in biology
Given a rock band, mic tracheostomy
I spit it like ribbit 'til I croak
Livin' in shit, still smelling like a rose
That somebody gave me on my birthday deathbed
Everything I say has already been said
Everything I say has already been spat
One large Farva to go make it fast
In a rush to kill all eye floaters
Enough hallucinations, sans those interlopers
Plus, boomer shit, old people odors
Congress smells like moth balls and foreclosures
Hope they run out of bones and fall apart
Descarte, brain fart, restart
The guillotine runs on Diesel now
Hit the primer, rip the chord, feed the suits to the mouth
Reverse
Lawnmower
Reverse
Lawnmower man
Reverse
Lawnmower
Reverse
Lawnmower man
Every day
Wander as if Cain
Can't explain
Alien terrain
Every day
The cerebral strain
Noise of blades
In my head, ingrained
Every day
Can't explain
Noise of blades
In my head
Ingrained!