Eat My Hands - You, Me, And Everyone We Know

Cancel all my plans to fight

I’m gonna eat my hands tonight

Finger food, dude

Finger food

I’ve been trying to grow

I’m on my third rotation

I’m I’m cut down again (timber)

Permanent deforestation

Spending the afternoon in nihilism as I pine for In-N-Out

I tilt the seat back to scratch an itch

While I ponder the western drought

Looking up average life expectancy

'Cause this modern life is killing me

Cancel all my plans to fight

I’m gonna eat my hands tonight

So I can’t hold on to hope so tight

I’m gonna eat my hands tonight

There’s been much debate about how and when to germinate

Is it too late?

I’ll just trust the breeze and test fate

A jazz cigarette in the park before dark

Desperate times call for a creative spark

An act of terrorism in the laziest way

Words of mass distraction

As I look up average life expectancy

'Cause this modern life is killing me

Cancel all my plans to fight

I’m gonna eat my hands tonight

So I can’t hold on to hope so tight

I’m gonna eat my hands tonight

Cancel all my plans to fight

I’m gonna eat my hands tonight

So I won’t hold on to hope so tight

I’m gonna eat my hands tonight

You might always get depressed

You might miss it when it starts

You might never really get your rest

You might never really be your best

You might always get depressed

You might miss it when it starts

You might never really get your rest

You might never really be your best

Cancel all my plans to fight

I’m gonna eat my hands tonight

So I won’t hold on to hope so tight

I’m gonna eat my hands tonight

Cancel all my plans to fight

I’m gonna eat my hands tonight

So I won’t hold on to hope so tight

I’m gonna eat my hands tonight