Yr Throat

I can't find any way I can't find any way to relax I can't do anything I can't do anything of impact I emptied out my brain In hopes that I would have some success Finding some clarity But I just made a mess What's the point of having a voice? What's the point of having a voice When it gets stuck inside your throat? I'll ramble incessantly On pointless rattlings in my head First person shooter games, Guitar tones, ELO arrangements, And a vinyl record that you can hear! But when it means something, I always disappear. What's the point of having a voice? What's the point of having a voice When it gets stuck inside your throat? When it gets stuck inside your throat? When it gets stuck inside your throat? After the contest I saw my neighbors Line up the shots And say to each other, "There's nothing left we can do right now." After the tape leaked, I searched for answers. Accountability. All I discovered gave me Fever sweats from the inside out It made me cold from the inside out. It's not like any other job I know. If you're a piece of shit they don't let you go. If you're a piece of shit they don't let you go. If you're a piece of shit they don't let you go.