In a slump waste another day
Struggling to think maybe I'll sleep again
Drag my fingers across the wall
I'm not feeling any cracks at all
Uncomfortably still
Schedule's sapping my will
Even agitated trying to kick back
Let's get this train of the tracks
Get off the tracks
I'm not coming back
I'm tired of convention
The death of invention
Would you keep these fruits as they decay?
I respect the past, but times have changed
Take a leap off a rolling ball
If you think we've peaked then you're bound to fall
Uncomfortably still
Schedule's sapping my will
Even agitated trying to kick back
Let's get this train of the tracks
Get off the tracks
I'm not coming back
I'm tired of convention
The death of invention
Hey hey
Hey hey
Hay hay
Hey hey
Get off the tracks
I'm not coming back
I'm tired of convention
The death of invention