Lyrics Showbread - I Am Horrible at Processing Rejection

let's ruin everything
everything gets ruined (everything)
let's ruin everything
let's ruin everything

let's rehearse the song and verse

the graceful dance of dying

when my friends mouth their validation
i can tell they're lying

when amateurs are called to herd

and hand their skates back over

it feels like dying oh so slow

but you always make it slower

teenage death rattle
middle age prattle
too tired to run my mouth with no one listening

rattle, prattle
right on

I'm at the bottom of the bottoming out
and no one knows what i'm talking about