Gonna get some coffee
gonna get some work done
I’m all alone in the house but
The thing I want the most
is to be free from the host
that keeps creeping
Mutilate the body
getting into bed late
My life’s a game of hurry up, wait.
The phone is on hold
and my cord is cut and old
So tell me how you’ve lived your life
Is it something I’d like to buy?
At your sloppy desk
Filled with regrets
Oh, just another buzzy band
With a well-dealt hand
You can hear them in your neighbors walls singing
I’ve been an engineer too long
I know all the trade secrets
when the secrets that we had
are gone, along with the mask I tried to fake
I’m a little bug that’s made mistakes
but maybe you should know
I’m built to last.
Courage into common sense
Funnels into defense
Take your pick, you know I'm off the deep end
I'm well past the point that you could care
About my sticky mouth generating air
Resolution new fear
Trying hard to be kind
Hard to try when all I find
Is an artist in a bungalow
Preaching shit to me I already know
(Chorus)