[Intro — spoken, low and cold] It started small Just one more day One more hour One more reason to look away [Verse 1 — aggressive rap delivery] I told myself tomorrow like I always do Stacked the days in a corner till I couldn't see through It's not laziness it's something living underneath A parasite that's feeding on every breath I breathe Spreads through the bloodstream quiet while you sleep Takes the hands off the clock and puts you six feet deep You don't feel it working till the work's all gone And the thing you were supposed to build never gets done [Pre-Chorus — building] I can feel it in the walls I can feel it in the floor Every time I sit down it comes knocking at the door [Chorus — melodic, raw, huge] It's a disease It's eating through me It spreads and it breathes and it bleeds Cut it out / cut it out I need a knife not an excuse Cut it out / cut it out Before it takes everything I've got left to lose [Verse 2 — heavier, more venom] Doctor said rest but rest is where it lives It multiplies in comfort, in the margins that you give Quarantine yourself from every soft way out Burn the blanket and the pillow and the shadow of a doubt I watched it jump from me to every room I owned The desk, the phone, the bed, the plans that never got shown An epidemic wearing the face of self-care It'll keep you alive just enough to go nowhere [Pre-Chorus] I can feel it in the walls I can feel it in the floor Every time I sit down it comes knocking at the door [Chorus] It's a disease It's eating through me It spreads and it breathes and it bleeds Cut it out / cut it out I need a knife not an excuse Cut it out / cut it out Before it takes everything I've got left to lose [Bridge — spoken word over near-silence, strings under] You ever sit down and lose three hours And you don't even know where they went You ever look back at a year And feel like you were only there for ten minutes of it That's not rest That's not self-care That's the infection [Breakdown — tribal, full-band, heavy] CUT IT OUT CUT IT OUT CUT IT OUT No more host / no more feed / no more floor for you to bleed [Outro Chorus — raw, slightly broken] It's a disease It's eating through me It spreads and it breathes and it bleeds Cut it out / cut it out I found the knife And I know what I have to do Cut it out / cut it out Before it takes The last thing I ever wanted to lose [Fade — single guitar, barely there] Tomorrow is a symptom Tomorrow is a symptom Tomorrow is a symptom ...cut it out
