Terminal Inertia
Circling the drain
No room left in brain
Danger, low ceiling
I am human waste
Only write fast songs to keep me awake
It's too easy to stagnante
One blink and I'm back in stasis
Horizontal as I write this
Always feels like gravity seems to weigh a ton
Because with every atom I hold
I feel like Atlas holding the globe
Every skill I have has plateaued
And likely got worse
Can't take anything new I'm too slow
It's all so adverse
No room for anything to grow
So call the nurse
I'm bracing for an early closure
Think my show's already over
30 going on 50 is my forte
And I'm still falling upwards
Soaring to my grave
How has no-one found a cure for decay
I'm always cutting myself when trying to sharpen my blade
Forgetting everything before yesterday
Set a reminder? No I'm too lazy
Gotta keep it hazy
Nothing motivates me
And I don't see it changing
I'm never productive and it taints all of my leisure
'Cos I'm motionless in the face of pressure
I've got terminal inertia
30 going on 50 is my forte
And I'm still falling upwards
Soaring to my grave
How has no-one found a cure for decay
I'm always cutting myself when trying to sharpen my blade
And everyone I know is pulling their weight
I wonder could they pull mine too?
'Cos for me, every day is the same
The only thing that ever changes is my age
And it's getting faster
Every day I'm wasting shattered
Not writing anymore chapters
I'm flying towards disaster
Every day I'm wasting shattered
Not writing anymore chapters
Just being a lazy bastard
I'm flying towards disaster
30 going on 50 is my forte
And I'm still falling upwards
Soaring to my grave
How has no-one found a cure for decay
I'm always cutting myself when trying to sharpen my blade
Time please carry me away
Time please carry me away
No room left in brain
Danger, low ceiling
I am human waste
Only write fast songs to keep me awake
It's too easy to stagnante
One blink and I'm back in stasis
Horizontal as I write this
Always feels like gravity seems to weigh a ton
Because with every atom I hold
I feel like Atlas holding the globe
Every skill I have has plateaued
And likely got worse
Can't take anything new I'm too slow
It's all so adverse
No room for anything to grow
So call the nurse
I'm bracing for an early closure
Think my show's already over
30 going on 50 is my forte
And I'm still falling upwards
Soaring to my grave
How has no-one found a cure for decay
I'm always cutting myself when trying to sharpen my blade
Forgetting everything before yesterday
Set a reminder? No I'm too lazy
Gotta keep it hazy
Nothing motivates me
And I don't see it changing
I'm never productive and it taints all of my leisure
'Cos I'm motionless in the face of pressure
I've got terminal inertia
30 going on 50 is my forte
And I'm still falling upwards
Soaring to my grave
How has no-one found a cure for decay
I'm always cutting myself when trying to sharpen my blade
And everyone I know is pulling their weight
I wonder could they pull mine too?
'Cos for me, every day is the same
The only thing that ever changes is my age
And it's getting faster
Every day I'm wasting shattered
Not writing anymore chapters
I'm flying towards disaster
Every day I'm wasting shattered
Not writing anymore chapters
Just being a lazy bastard
I'm flying towards disaster
30 going on 50 is my forte
And I'm still falling upwards
Soaring to my grave
How has no-one found a cure for decay
I'm always cutting myself when trying to sharpen my blade
Time please carry me away
Time please carry me away
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Writer(s): Sam Allan
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