This is a place I've built up my whole life spent working toward a goal
This is a space I've made with words and notes, trying to be whole
This is a monument I have made to a life well spent
With no need for rent cuz I got means
But my means ain't got no meaning cuz my life's been spent in preparation for a day that never came
So hi there I'm Charlie
I guess I'm a whole person
At least that's what they tell me, and it's what I've hung onto
But what's the point of being whole if your life is single, boring, and stagnant
So Good For Everybody who Doubts this Boring Absolute that this
Flat Fucking Soda we Call Existence means Absolutely nothing
Without whoever you are or whoever you were
And though I've lived and tried to love, in the end I guess I must have missed it
I was too distracted by the building of my perfect self
That my life's true meaning has been stuck on this dusty shelf
And it has expired
And I feel so tired
Yeah, I feel so tired
Good For Everybody who Doubts this Boring Absolute that this
Flat Fucking Soda we Call Existence means Absolutely nothing
Without whoever you are or whoever you were
