Botch Job

This is the end of your life It's shocking how long you fought to survive Botch job, you fumbled the ball Never quite got self-actualized Your gut's an old garbage can Liver's a purple bruised punching bag Botch job, you're falling apart You never could hack the battering ram Beat down, repeat, beat down, repeat, beat down repeat - yeah You think this body's invincible As if this life was negotiable Oh, holy punisher, eat my soul This is the end of your life Bet you thought shit would turn out alright Botch job, you bludgeoned yourself Always at the wrong end of the knife Your mind's a cramped panic room Blind anxiety's through the roof Botch job, your number's been called The doctor is in to loosen the noose Break down, repeat, break down, repeat, break down, repeat - yeah You think these thoughts are incidental As if this life was conditional Oh, holy punisher, let me go This is not what I thought this life was going to look like This is not what I thought this life was going to feel like This is not what I thought this life was going to look like This is not what I thought this life was going to feel like (hell)