Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Asha Edson
Songwriter
Mike Stolarz
Songwriter
Hannah Kozak
Songwriter
Cee Frink
Songwriter
Aedan Symons
Songwriter
Lyrics
Unappealing undertones
Trying to ignore the cold
Walking on a broken bone
And doing what I'm told
Medication underwhelming
I don't really think it's helping
Always in a rush and telling white lies on the
Phone it in, I'll never win
I'm always wasting time on
Unproductive, self-destructive hills for me to die on
Eating dust and bleeding rust and sleeping in the work fridge
(beep)
I'll watch my language
Stacking my hopes to the ceiling
Shut my eyes and hear the fall
Learning to shut off my feelings
Thank you for your call
I ration my sleep to spend 5 days a week feeling dizzy
I always work too hard
Just pay your respects at the tip jar
(Ugh)
I've been burnt out since 2008
Always running late, jumping out of moving cars
You stole a broken bike, food luck getting very far
Reaping what you didn't sow
All you know is making cash selling rope
Tell me how the boot tastes, rat race
Meet you at the bottom line
Pull me back into the bucket, this is by design
Stacking my hopes to the ceiling
Shut my eyes and hear the fall
Learning to shut off my feelings
Thank you for your call
I ration my sleep to spend 5 days a week feeling dizzy
I always work too hard
Just pay your respects at the tip jar
Stacking my hopes to the ceiling
Shut my eyes and hear the fall
Learning to shut off my feelings
Thank you for your call
I ration my sleep to spend 5 days a week feeling dizzy
I always work too hard
Just pay your respects at the tip jar
Written by: Aedan Symons, Asha Edson, Cee Frink, Hannah Kozak, Mike Stolarz