[Verse 1] I’m standing in the morning. I’m standing in the routine. I’m watching the coffee turn cold in the cup. I’m watching the dog do that thing it does. Where it tries to run. But it doesn’t move. I’m waiting for the weekend. I’m waiting for the moment the real life starts. But the sheer volume of "Tuesdays" is... staggering, really. It is an avalanche of Tuesdays. I’m looking at the screen. I’m looking at the faces passing in the street. And honestly? I’m so poor I can’t afford to pay attention. I said, I’m so poor I can’t afford to pay attention! My brain can't afford the interest! [Chorus] And I’m losing the plot! I’m blurring the days! But the bear inside the chest is navigating the maze! I’m Snozzy! I’m a blur! I’m chaos when I get drinks in me, I’m a self saboteur! Yeah! [Verse 2] I’m trying to make the silence feel important. I’m trying to make the small talk feel like a manifesto. Everyone is running somewhere. Everyone is selling something. And I’m here. With the gravity. With the friction. With the anxiety humming like a vagabond in an empty room. People look at the eyes. They look at the smile that isn't really there. And they say... "The porch light's on, but no one's home." "The porch light is burning a hole in the street, but the house is completely empty." [Bridge] But wait. Hang on. If no one’s home... Then who is feeling the heat? Who is tired of the noise? Who is wearing the skin? Maybe I’m not empty. Maybe I’m just open. Maybe the mess is the masterpiece. Maybe I'm not totally wrong! Maybe being lost is the only way to find the beat! [Outro] I’m here! I’m occupying space! I’m Snoz and I’m taking up room! It’s okay to be bored! It’s okay to be tired! The bear is waking up! The bear is absolutely waking up! I accept the terms! I accept the wait! I am the noise! I am the noise! [Fade Out] Okay. You can leave the light on. I think I’m coming back now. Yeah. I’m home.
