10-PLY Lyrics

Stuck in my bed with a heavy head

Thinking of ways to be competent

I can see it in the faces of all my best friends

There's smoke on our breaths

We're all bored to death

Cause it's hopeless

Considering the state of things

There's not much that's left

For me to give a shit about

Or know where I stand

At death's door

I'll give a little bit of my soul

Who has to know it's worse

I feel a little bit cynical

Will I ever know

I never asked to be created

Now I'm living in a state of existential dread

Tried to find a purpose and comfort in my head

All I found was mental inability to ever leave my bed

WE'VE BEEN TRYING TO REACH YOU

CONCERNING YOUR CAR'S EXTENDED WARRANTY

At death's door

I'll give a little bit of my soul

Who has to know it's worse

I feel a little bit cynical

Will I ever know

It's the longest fall down

Would it make a sound

It's the longest fall down

Would it make a sound

Is it my time now

Lost inside the universe

I've found myself on planet earth

Now death is knocking at my door

But if I'm dead I'll never never know

How my fucking story goes