Paper boxes in a pile
Collecting the dust from my apartment air
Buying new things oh so shiny
Perfect distraction for a minute or three
Barren icebox styrofoam caskets
Flipping on the blurry lights again
Power outlets stereo fountain
Wondering when I'll be hungry again
That doesn't really matter to me
Doesn't really matter to me
Not in a rush like shooting stars just falling like confetti
Back to the grind
You know how to keep yourself in-line
Back to the grind
You know how to keep yourself in-line
24 hours and you wasted 18 of them
Oh my goodness
Tell me where did that chipper little go-getter go?