Botch Job

This is the end of your life

It's shocking how long you fought to survive

Botch job, you fumbled the ball

Never quite got self-actualized

Your gut's an old garbage can

Liver's a purple bruised punching bag

Botch job, you're falling apart

You never could hack the battering ram

Beat down, repeat, beat down, repeat, beat down, repeat, yeah

You think this body's invincible

As if this life was negotiable

Oh, holy punisher, eat my soul

This is the end of your life

Bet you thought shit would turn out alright

Botch job, you bludgeoned yourself

Always at the wrong end of the knife

Your mind's a cramped panic room

Blind anxiety's through the roof

Botch job, your number's been called

The doctor is in to loosen the noose

Break down, repeat, break down, repeat, break down, repeat, yeah

You think these thoughts are incidental

As if this life was conditional

Oh, holy punisher, let me go

This is not what I thought this life was gonna look like

This is not what I thought this life was gonna feel like

This is not what I thought this life was gonna look like

This is not what I thought this life was gonna feel like