I like my job, but it’s boring sometimes Then I realized that it’s boring by design What if this is the best job I’ve ever had? Total freedom with all my internet tabs You have enough time to get healthy The trouble is, I don’t know where to live Which family do I want to keep close? Would I ever go back to the sun coast? Maybe I’m better off alone Chilling and getting stoned Maybe I’m better off alone Nothing is written in stone I moved from Ypsilanti to Saginaw I take my pills everyday like it is law I get to read books and write essays I could get lost in YouTube for days I’m a librarian by day, lyricist by night I write poetry for my own delight It’s a little lonely without a homie But nobody really knows me Maybe I’m better off alone Chilling and getting stoned Maybe I’m better off alone Nothing is written in stone Maybe I was right about everything Maybe I was wrong about nothing? Who knows, I guess that’s something The feeling that you keep on wanting Maybe it never mattered, wrong or right What do you feel right about now? Are you sure that you’d give this up? Like, isn’t that what’s fucked up? Maybe I’m better off alone Chilling and getting stoned Maybe I’m better off alone Nothing is written in stone
