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all things considered - deadpan lyrics

[verse 1]
more consecutive decisions left my summer hapless
not a dent or scratch in my progression-over-half list
doctor, who gives a f-ck if i stop moving for good?
been a d-ck, c-mbersome, just covered up with some distractions
scrimmaging with little glimpses of shaking useless habits
productivity’s what floats the globe but broke my gl-ss skin
hopeless proclivity for overfeeding waste baskets
no haste, paper taste buds chafed and rancid

[pre-chorus]
it’s all the same, all the same sh-t
every day, every day, sh-t
same, same, same sh-t
live the way that i’ve been trained, since

[chorus]
n0body taught me to grow
get up, hold up, turn me to stone, uh
wait for me at the end, it’s all peachy, my friend
i’m used to begging them to leave me alone

[verse 2]
fighter fluid fl!ckering out, little amounts of sh-t i denounced
trickling down, slippery routes as big as my frown
kidding around in misery’s house
find the cue to get in the ground ‘cause
writing music’s sickening now
stagnant movement’s monotonous
innocuous bragging loses its opulence
hollow and vagrant cruising and wandering
pallid hue in a gondola, i’m floating by
all lag with useless phenomena

[pre-chorus]
it’s all the same, all the same sh-t
every day, every day, sh-t
same, same, same sh-t
live the way that i’ve been trained, since

[verse 3]
the flatter the line, the pattern’s pathetic
day in and day out, i stay in, i’m renting my grave
every day, every day, same sh-t
don’t know the last time i shaved
hermetic as f-ck, tough luck
call the medic in a rush but
sedentary sh-t humdrum’s been settled in my blood, f-ck
back to peddling the grindstone
black out just to meddle with the time zone
heaven isn’t my home
but i’m locked in anyway
wither and decay, dead inside up to my throat

[chorus]
n0body taught me to grow
get up, hold up, turn me to stone, uh
wait for me at the end, it’s all peachy, my friend
i’m used to begging them to leave me alone

[outro]
feeling like you made sense of your whole life up to that point. then realizing that you were kind of a piece of sh-t, and trying to move on from that toxic behavior but also giving yourself the sp-ce to heal. but, also being real with yourself that some sh-t that you did was f-cked up. and, the way that you live is f-cked up. and realizing that you have a problem, and you’re just counting your days, looking at the calendar, looking at empty squares. and, not knowing where to go from there…

- deadpan lyrics

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