I got nothing left to go on
And that's a fact
Zero elasticity
Won't bounce back
This time it takes no doubt
A feeling everytime
A box of zeros
hits you worse
I'll note the witness
Sly and cursed
I'll go second
You go first
In your motivational jumpsuit
And we won't bounce back
Maybe it's just physics
Enzymes and space
I got zero elasticity
In my face
But everything being fake
appears to be changing shape
In more slow minutes
Speak your truth
From endless slipping
I feel bruised
You go freshly
I'll go used
It's an occupational hazzard
And we all know that