I'll Always Kill Myself Too Late (feat. Kasane Teto SV2)

Starting my car in the cold, stormy winter
To drive to my cubicle where I wither
Feeding ai prompts, Vibe coding without passion
My heart is a beating machine made of ashes
All my other job applications go to a void
I'm played by HR agents like a whipping boy
The news says that birth rates are going down
Well, everyone's busy trying not to drown

Just got an e-mail, they just raised my rent again
Guess who's driving Ubers again this weekend?
I don't bother blowing out my brains
Because I know I'll always kill myself too late

My life is nothing but thirty-one years of waste
I'm killing myself in my cube without haste
I snort ketamine off a cracked phone screen
To fly away from this rent-seeking death machine
The water's always rising, never going down
I'm looking forward to the day I'll drown
Don't worry, I'm not suicidal, I feel great
Because I know I'll always kill myself too late

Budgeting my monthly expenses today
The landlords already ate up half my pay
All these hours wasted in front of my desk
Just to get a cramped roof over my head
The rest pays my insurance and auto loan
Nothing left to fix the screen on my phone
The stats show that birth rates are going down
Well, everyone's busy trying not to drown

And I'm running out of ketamine again
Guess who's driving Ubers again this weekend?
I don't bother blowing out my brains
Because I know I'll always kill myself too late

My life is nothing but thirty-one years of waste
I'm killing myself in my cube without haste
I snort ketamine off a cracked phone screen
To fly away from this rent-seeking death machine
The water's always rising, never going down
I'm looking forward to the day I'll drown
Don't worry, I'm not suicidal, I feel great
Because I know I'll always kill myself too late

A preacher asked me if I care what happens after I'm dead
He told me to turn to God, and this is what I said
There's a God, he isn't Jesus, he's called Mammon
I don't do opiates, I know there's no heaven
I work and don't go to church on the weekends
I don't believe in God, but I believe in rent
The water's always rising, never going down
I'm looking forward to the day I'll drown

My life is nothing but thirty-one years of waste
I'm killing myself in my cube without haste
I snort ketamine off a cracked phone screen
To fly away from this rent-seeking death machine
The water's always rising, never going down
I'm looking forward to the day I'll drown
Don't worry, I'm not suicidal, I feel great
Because I know I'll always kill myself too late

I feel great, I'll always kill myself too late
I feel great, I'll always kill myself too late
I feel great, I'll always kill myself too late
I feel great, I'll always kill myself too late
I feel great, I'll always kill myself too late
I feel great, I'll always kill myself too late
I feel great, I'll always kill myself too late
I feel great, I'll always kill myself too late