"Every Great Story Has A Shower Scene" lyrics

Traveling in space like a cosmonaut
Requesting signals or just signaling stop
I hold my breath, I feel that sound
Here it comes. Here it comes now.
Head down. Burning up, I'm ready now.

I'm panicking. Don't panic!
But I already said it!
Call back the medics
I'm sick of feeling copacetic
I'm pulling it together
Got my tires out the mud
I'm digging through the pieces where my brain exploded

Sweat the night away
Rode the Koen tape and made it up the interstate
Count the Jesus saves
Alongside our bastard brothers
If you'll excuse the phrase these revolutionary days

The record of my time
Plays better in rewind
These unforgiving tired lines
Staring at me. My grin shit-eating
Crashing this point home now
Out of my mouth, totally controlled

I'm panicking. Don't panic!
But I already said it!
Send back the medics
I think I'm feeling copacetic
I pull myself together
Got my tires off the mark
I'm digging through the pieces where my brain exploded

Sweat the night away
Rode the Koen tape and made it up the interstate
"Count the Jesus saves."
Another sweetly sickening thing
From my own big mouth, full of cavities

The lazy morning sun will cast its light across my shadow
It's all I got left. Now it's shade for dogshit.
When all of this is taken from me
You can't buy me, sell me, beat me, break me
It's all in my letter to the higher ups
Get fucked