Shit Head

I'm building up my tolerance for dealing with the bullshit

What else to expect when it's coming at you yearly

Time is flying at me, if I'm lucky it won't catch me

Let me hit my second shift, it's a little more relaxing

I couldn't afford to die never, wish I was doing better

I put you in some songs, sending thanks to heaven

For a moment seem a bit generic

Since it all started I've been feeling out of character

Live more life to fill up this character

Areas of my brain feeling overworked

I'm questioning my purpose like what's it all worth

Working at my goal is eating at my soul