10,000 Days

Lyrics

In the middle of the hook and the drummer stops 10,000 days till my album drops Doing 90 on the highway when the fuel runs out 10,000 days (10,000 days!) I'm in this ill cave living off mildew and lichen Captors fixed me up here with no one else inside Because they know (it's not weird until you make it weird!) Yeah, but when I'm writing on the page, the ink disappears (Have you tried oblique strategizing?) No (Have you tried setting limitations?) No (Have you tried brute forcing the song out?) No (What have you tried?) Mainly lying on the floor face down Waiting for the million monkeys to finally get 'round You know, it's not so bad when you've got something to blame But I know I gotta sign my own name all the same Doing 90 on the highway when the fuel runs out 10,000 days (10,000 days!) I'm in the middle of the beat and I can't feel my feet Wear out my knees by age 33 I'm in the middle of the song and I can't feel my tongue Wear out my lungs by age 31 Introduce a bridge, up a minor third Or maybe down a second if that's too absurd Non-functional harmony will go and keep it lush Sprinkle sus13s and your fans will gush (It's not bad but I don't like the singer) Yeah (You gonna take another pass at those lyrics?) Yeah (Man, tell me, are you even trying?) Yeah (It's like I couldn't understand why you'd write such a thing Why'd you think this bridge was good enough to bring? Someone else take the aux 'cause I'm trying to drive No offense but I can't focus with this song on my mind) In the middle of the hook and the drummer stops 10,000 days till my album drops