throwing my best years into a garbage can
lighting them on fire to warm my freezing hands
spending all my time wondering
if i’ll ever see my friends again


disassociating to early beck
singing about his broken neck
rowboats and jesus, I think he’s a genius

takes 35 mils to capture your life
as it slips right by, some wake up and don’t even try
what would they do with some more free time?
wish they were back at work, i think i’d rather die

there’s gotta be something more than giving 44
hours of my week to some fuckin’ pipsqueak
who gets paid twice as much as me
this shit is exhausting


throwing my best years into a garbage can
lighting them on fire to warm my freezing hands
i got like 3 friends
can’t see 2 of them


winter frost almost killed my pothos last week
thought they were indestructible
guess they’re just as weak as me
been wearing mittens lately

mario kart i like to start & let me engine burn out
then i get the power up it’s really good cuz i'm in 12th place
get a bullet bill & win the race (zoom)
where’s my golden mushroom in real life

i think it’s tuned a ½ step down
i don’t know, i should ask around
i wanna play of montreal songs
and sing along


throwing my best years into a garbage can
lighting them on fire to warm my freezing hands
wondering
if i’ll ever see my friends again