Cozied up to the toilet
Face stuck to the floor
I met expectations that I was tryin to ignore

Job had such patience
I wonder, what's that like?
One hundred thousand million

But I hearThat's what you like
So I was thinkin
So these cities are sprouting

Like a spit in the eye
And this world isn't waiting
It's just passing me by

I just peak in the window
Lookin inside
The butcher's got a fork in your face

I'm standing alive
And I was singin