Eat My Hands

Cancel all my plans to fight
I’m gonna eat my hands tonight
Finger food, dude
Finger food
I’ve been trying to grow
I’m on my third rotation
I’m I’m cut down again (timber)
Permanent deforestation
Spending the afternoon in nihilism as I pine for In-N-Out
I tilt the seat back to scratch an itch
While I ponder the western drought
Looking up average life expectancy
'Cause this modern life is killing me
Cancel all my plans to fight
I’m gonna eat my hands tonight
So I can’t hold on to hope so tight
I’m gonna eat my hands tonight
There’s been much debate about how and when to germinate
Is it too late?
I’ll just trust the breeze and test fate
A jazz cigarette in the park before dark
Desperate times call for a creative spark
An act of terrorism in the laziest way
Words of mass distraction
As I look up average life expectancy
'Cause this modern life is killing me
Cancel all my plans to fight
I’m gonna eat my hands tonight
So I can’t hold on to hope so tight
I’m gonna eat my hands tonight
Cancel all my plans to fight
I’m gonna eat my hands tonight
So I won’t hold on to hope so tight
I’m gonna eat my hands tonight
You might always get depressed
You might miss it when it starts
You might never really get your rest
You might never really be your best
You might always get depressed
You might miss it when it starts
You might never really get your rest
You might never really be your best
Cancel all my plans to fight
I’m gonna eat my hands tonight
So I won’t hold on to hope so tight
I’m gonna eat my hands tonight
Cancel all my plans to fight
I’m gonna eat my hands tonight
So I won’t hold on to hope so tight
I’m gonna eat my hands tonight