Downward Slant by Equipment Lyrics

Nudged awake by gentle sun
Abundant time before my shift
I roll over, back to bed
Then wake up at 2:06

Force myself into a costume
Then I stumble to my shoes
I’m a dumpster fire, I’ll
Try to keep away from you

Do my obligations truly exist
If I’m 200 miles away or
If I’m gone a couple days

And is it really so unhealthy to live
Just to make it to these weekends
Where I do nothing but pretend

I’m not blowing off my future
That I’m not a total loser
I got plenty of excuses
You won’t ever know I’m mostly useless
And I always try to change
It only lasts about a day
And praise, it only makes me
Stay the same

And when I look at you
The way you never catch a break
I’ll always be a child
I’ll never not be late

I spend so much time at colleges
That aren’t even mine
All my savings take the form of
Instruments I shouldn’t buy

Please don’t ask me to explain
Because I can’t
Everything I do is so insanely backwards
And my life’s a downward slant