Don't Be a Spork, Man

Overbearing confidence
Never got me far from this
Now my body's wired in
To feel trapped in shaking skin
You've got an eye for it
Sink deep to fit right in
Pulses flowing through your veins
I'm the scissors cutting at the strings
To let your heart run free
You'll never realize the truth that you perceive

Happiness is never my first option
When your hand's around my neck and I can't breathe
Spinning, falling down can feel so awful
When you try your best and nothing's what you get

What you get is a foolproof plan
To take down all the businessmen
Who make their living scamming people of what little time they have
And I feel pure joy as I'm drowning in the quicksand
Of the hourglass
I carved with my own hands

Happiness is never my first option
When your hand's around my neck and I can't breathe
Spinning, falling down can feel so awful
When you try your best and nothing's what you get

It's what you get

I'm elated by the fact that
I always second guess
People telling me I'll never fulfill all my promises
To the ones I left behind
Take a bow and give it time
I'm a stepping stone away
From the next mountain left to climb

Happiness is always my first option
When your hand's around my neck and I still smile
Spinning, falling down happens so often
So we'll get back up and laugh it off
We'll laugh it off