Thirty-odd laps
Around our stellar circuit
My joints started to crack all over
My slothful demons always whispering
Just quit while you can

It's rough, you know
It's rough, you know
Sometimes it feels better to let it go
It's rough, you know
It's rough, you know
Sometimes I feel like killing thoughts around the clock
Leave them for another life
If I keep stalling out I know
That nothing moves on

Every other day I gotta send them back to hell
I guess the devil cast a rotten spell
This devil's just chemical, though
Like a dopamine show
But your ego is the real ghost

It's rough, you know
It's rough, you know
Sometimes it feels better to let it go
It's rough, you know
It's rough, you know
Sometimes I feel like killing thoughts around the clock
Leave them for another life
If I keep stalling out I know
That nothing moves on

The sulphur smell
Cheers from hell
What the fuck is wrong with them suckers

The sulphur smell
Cheers from hell
What the fuck is wrong with them suckers

What the fuck is wrong with them suckers