Yesterday I saw a couple kissing in the shade
I went downtown, sat through a meeting, waited for my raise
I went to work and when I came home I could sleep for days
So I took a week off just to contemplate the things I hate

It's all the same
I don't feel anything
I'm not okay
I hate everything

Last week on Thursday I got drunk and thought about my friends
Most of them are so in love and I'm happy for them
I am resentful of the practices of human faith
We fall in love, we fall in love, we hope it's not too late

It's all the same
We fear what we can't change
We find our fix
Completely full of shit

Yesterday I saw a bird out walking on my street
Covered in vomit, broken glass, a corpse on the concrete
I took a picture then moved on to find a place to eat
Ignored a phone call from someone that I just met last week

Now I'm afraid
I don't feel anything
It's all the same
I hate everything
I'm not okay
I hate everything