Rigamarole

Do you feel out of gas?

An empty kind of feeling?

Tired all the time?

No matter which way you imagine tomorrow

It's just no good and there's no end in sight?

Have you tried giving in to that daily monotony?

Life got you down, so stay down

Profound caption, thirst trap malaise

No satisfaction online these days

Sink a little deeper into the haze

Piss away the money you finally got paid

Buy a new pair of shoes and play guitar

Work out a little and wash your car

Got idle hands but I just jacked off

Fall asleep at eight o'clock

Well, I can't tell if I'm depressed

'Cause so is everyone else

If it could just rain I might feel something

Guess I never really knew myself, na, na, na

I never really knew myself, all right

Make a cup of coffee and water the plants

Text my dad and pay my rent

Try to write something even if it's shit

And watch a fucking movie you ain't seen yet

Check in with friends, DM a meme

Clean the kitchen counter even though it's clean

Sit in the sun and try to sweat

And go through old photos and shave my head

Ah, life's become a bottomless hole

Squeeze the joy from my soul

I try to relate, try to self-motivate

But you can't fight the rigamarole, na, na, na

You can't fight the rigamarole, all right

Stay down

Got no stories left in my back pocket

I've mined my youth and exhausted it

My writing's gotten stiff like my crooked limbs

Gotta settle down and have a couple of kids

I eat fast food when I feel sad

I think of everyone I know who's died

I fuck my face up on my iPhone apps

Consider taking in a stray cat

Ah, each day's an endless scroll

Spike my punch bowl

The routine is dull, I wanna lose control

But you can't fight the rigamarole, na, na, na

You can't fight the rigamarole, na, na, na

You can't fight the rigamarole, na, na, na

You can't fight the rigamarole, yeah

(All right)

You gotta see me in here

I'm really grooving to this one