Yr Throat

I can't find any way
 I can't find any way to relax
 I can't do anything
 I can't do anything of impact
 I emptied out my brain
 In hopes that I would have some success
 Finding some clarity
 But I just made a mess
 What's the point of having a voice?
 What's the point of having a voice
 When it gets stuck inside your throat?
 I'll ramble incessantly
 On pointless rattlings in my head
 First person shooter games,
 Guitar tones, ELO arrangements,
 And a vinyl record that you can hear!
 But when it means something,
 I always disappear.
 What's the point of having a voice?
 What's the point of having a voice
 When it gets stuck inside your throat?
 When it gets stuck inside your throat?
 When it gets stuck inside your throat?
 After the contest
 I saw my neighbors
 Line up the shots
 And say to each other,
 "There's nothing left we can do right now."
 After the tape leaked,
 I searched for answers.
 Accountability.
 All I discovered gave me
 Fever sweats from the inside out
 It made me cold from the inside out.
 It's not like any other job I know.
 If you're a piece of shit they don't let you go.
 If you're a piece of shit they don't let you go.
 If you're a piece of shit they don't let you go.