All my clever words had run out

I'm just scraping bottom now

I'm not really here and you can't hear this at all

But it feels like I belong

None of this seems like it's wrong

I'm just doing my job while you do yours

So make me stare at your bright and busy days

But to me they don't mean shit



So breed to death, my love

You don't exist at all

And even if you did

I wouldn't care at all



Because you are the standard

You were my last excuse

I'm one in a million

I have everything to lose

And don't try to reason

You'll burn up in atmosphere

Cause you are the standard issue

Yea, you are the standard issue



I should really get out more

'Cause all you people make the world go round, yea I know

But everytime I do it's just a maze

And you're light years away

And you're light years away

And I have no one to blame

Except me and this head



So breed to death, my love

You don't exist at all

And even if you did

I wouldn't care at all

I wouldn't care at all