[Intro]
(Fuck)

[Verse 1]
New photo in an old frame
Broken down vehicle with fresh paint
Fake smile, same pain
Washed up, everything is circling the drain
Like the minor characters that populate a game
Repeating dialogue until the goal has been attained
I feel like everyone already knows
Every detail that I should have stowed away

[Chorus]
I’m not in the mood to talk today
It’s not like there is anything that’s left to say
Every god damn thing that’s inside my head
Is just a modified version of some shit I’ve said
In the past years, a definitive edition of my worst fears
The repetition of my issues is unwavering
When savoring the flavor
Of the words wasted by my mouth

[Verse 2]
Syndicate the seasons
Then replay the re-runs everyday
I feel just like an extra in a role without a name
Repeating dialogue that isn’t meant to entertain
Except that I am casted in a starting role
And the dilemma every episode is the same
[Verse 3]
Sometimes I feel so fucking worthless
Flawed and imperfect
Defective, out of service
At most I’m just refurbished
(Somewhat fixed up and barely working)
For all that it’s worth

[Outro]
I put aside my doubts
Settled in and wrote down
Every god damn thing that’s inside my head
Made a modified version of the shit I’ve said
In the past years, a definitive edition of my worst fears
Is now available for purchase
But I still feel so fucking worthless
It’s a curse