They told me to relax into the discomfort, that's exactly what I did
I chiseled and pined away until there was nothing left
A rock turned to dust, a man turned to stone
Does anyone out there know that I've written this
Does anyone care if I have anything to say
They told me to relax into the discomfort
They told me to sleep until I die
You're not listening to what I'm saying, you don't even care
I repeat these things until my voice grows coarse
I'll die on this hill if it means somebody hears me
They told me to relax into the discomfort
They told me to rot in place with a smile