I've had One foot off the edge of the bridge For so long I ran out of energy for a Long fall Guess I'll give tomorrow a try Cuz spoiler In this movie, everyone dies

I could really use a couple coping mechanisms To help me deal with all my recent existentialism Little fear of death, little fear of next steps Little fear of trippin over things i haven't said yet

Cuz I say words that I know are hard to follow Chew my foot, like a pill I gotta swallow Screen my calls, then I bitch about my loneliness And waste my nights making music on the internet And now the only kind of text i get Is people pushing politics And questioning my credit debt

So I'll make friends with the ghost in my closet Sing songs to the monster underneath my bed Real talk, I should really call my therapist Cuz I crack jokes But theres something off inside my head

I've had One foot off the edge of the bridge For so long I ran out of energy for a Long fall Guess I'll give tomorrow a try Cuz spoiler In this movie, everyone dies

Cue the music score roll the credit sequence I had a meet cute with all of life’s indifference and I can say we won’t be kissing in the rain by the 3rd act but the gun in the cold open might could make a comeback Try with all your might hit your marks nail your lines doesn’t matter the cast audience even the director dies french press another cup and roll another blunt smoke it til it burns my little fingers like finders keepers rent to own come as you are pay as you go no one has a feel for nuance or sees we’re all a nuisance too broke to adventure so I’m making beats and rub my 2 cents together generate some heat cuz the gas got cut last week My grandmas asking bout my bachelors degree, it’s in the arts it’s not makin any money But thanks for asking, same time next week?

I've had One foot off the edge of the bridge For so long I ran out of energy for a Long fall Guess I'll give tomorrow a try Cuz spoiler In this movie, everyone dies