[Instrumental Intro Hook] [Spoken Intro] Okay, here's the tea This here is a story, a story about a man He doesn't have a direction in life He's just going through the motions [Verse 1] Well where do I begin? I guess just at the start! His life was headed nowhere, before he fell apart You think he had a goal? The hell the fuck no He was just a young kid, afraid of growin' old [Verse 2] It started when he was fourteen, when the manhood began His mother said "At eighteen, you'll need a lifes plan" He was scared of that thought, he didn't want to grow up.. He was happy where he was, even though he was a screw up [Pre-Chorus] That was all a while ago, he's twenty two now You think his life direction's changed? Nah, his mental health is down He spends his days in his room, still livin with his mum Fucker doesn't have a job nor a car, suprised he wipes his bum [Chorus] He's a mess, he's alone, and ain't got no direction Fighting himself day to day, still dreaming of connection You want a lover? HA! Fuck you. You never leave the house The only person you can date, is the mother fucking attic mouse [Verse 3] He say's he's looking for a job, but he's got a mental block At any thought of said things, his brain just bolts the lock He craves the touch of human hands, but stays indoors all day Look out the window at the grass, is the best he's done today [Solem Bridge] Lets get real for a sec, the hells he supposed to do? His anxiety and depression, hold him on back like glue He wants to look for change, Sure. But doesn't know how to start He's tried producing games and music, even touched on art He's gaining weight, lack of sleep, his skin pale as a ghost He's letting himself go I say, but change? Yeah right, hell no! [Verse 4] At this point he has one goal, no better than the others He just wants to be a dog, to lay in bed, get snuggles He doesn't want to put in work, this world has helped him none He wants to leave being human behind, be brainless, happy, and fun [Final Chorus] He's a mess, he's alone, and ain't got no direction Fighting himself day to day, still dreaming of connection You want a lover? HA! Fuck you. You never leave the house The only person you can date, is the mother fucking attic mouse [Outro] Fine, okay, tell him he's wrong. You think he doesn't know? He's had enough of himself, and he's ready to let it go Fuck the world, the Man, this way of life. It's an evil fucking system He's had enough, now please just take, him home and let him sleep. Adopt him as a pet and see, he's loyal when carefree He just finds it hard to be, a human like you and me..
