I woke up this morning
To a smell so electrical
Walked down the hall
To find the AC killed itself
When even objects don't want
To live on this planet
What does that say for the rest of us
Is it all just meaningless
The pain of it all
The pain of it all
I find I'm so small
In the pain of it all
The pain of it all
The pain of it all
I find I'm so small
In the pain of it all
So I guess the ac's broken
Just replace it with another one
I'm broken in my mental health
But I can't replace myself
I feel the walls I've built in my head
Seep something corrosive
The dread of my existence burns
As I get ready for work
The pain of it all
The pain of it all
I find I'm so small
In the pain of it all
The pain of it all
The pain of it all
I find I'm so small
In the pain of it all
