**Style:** Starts as a slow, depressing synth ballad with exhausted spoken vocals. Every section gets slightly faster. By the final chorus it's energetic synth-punk with driving drums, robotic backup singers, and frantic momentum. Tempo ramps from about 70 BPM to 165 BPM. **[Verse 1]** I've spent Like five hundred fucking dollars a month On goddamn food delivery. And I cannot, For the life of me, Break this fucked up habit. **Robot Choir (soft)** *(DELIVERY.)* *(DELIVERY.)* **[Verse 2]** Click. Order. Wait. Buzz. Elevator. Same old shit. Again. **Robot Choir** *(PLEASE WAIT.)* *(PLEASE WAIT.)* **[Pre-Chorus]** The food's downstairs. I'm still upstairs. The elevator... Takes forever. **Robot Choir** *(ELEVATOR.)* *(PLEASE WAIT.)* **[Chorus]** Get up. Get dressed. Go downstairs. Get the food. Get the food. Get the food. **Robot Choir** *(MOVE.)* *(MOVE.)* *(MOVE.)* **[Final Chorus]** *(Much faster)* Get up! Go! Elevator! Food! Uber Eats! Same old shit! But let's fucking go! **Robot Choir (rapid-fire)** *(GO! GO! GO! GO!)* *(DELIVERY COMPLETE!)* *(MISSION COMPLETE!)* **[Outro]** Food acquired. Habit unchanged. Tomorrow... We'll probably do it again.
