Whitmer Thomas - Rigamarole lyrics

Do you feel out of gas?
An empty kind of feeling?
Tired all the time?
No matter which way you imagine tomorrow
It's just no good and there's
No end in sight?
Have you tried giving in to that
Daily monotony?
Life got you down,  so stay down

Profound caption, thirst trap malaise
No satisfaction online these days
Sink a little deeper into the haze
Piss away the money you finally got paid
Buy a new pair of shoes and play guitar
Work out a little and wash your car
Got idle hands but I just jacked off
Fall asleep at eight o'clock

Well, I can't tell if I'm depressed
'Cause so is everyone else
If it could just rain I might feel something
Guess I nevеr really knew myself, na, na, na
I nеver really knew myself, all right

Make a cup of coffee and water the plants
Text my dad and pay my rent
Try to write something even if it's shit
And watch a fucking movie you ain't seen yet
Check in with friends, DM a meme
Clean the kitchen counter even
Though it's clean
Sit in the sun and try to sweat
And go through old photos and shave my head

Ah, life's become a bottomless hole
Squeeze the joy from my soul
I try to relate, try to self-motivate
But you can't fight the rigamarole, na, na
Na
You can't fight the rigamarole, all right

Stay down

Got no stories left in my back pocket
I've mined my youth and exhausted it
My writing's gotten stiff like
My crooked limbs
Gotta settle down and have a couple of kids
I eat fast food when I feel sad
I think of everyone I know who's died
I fuck my face up on my iPhone apps
Consider taking in a stray cat

Ah, each day's an endless scroll
Spike my punch bowl
The routine is dull, I wanna lose control
But you can't fight the rigamarole, na, na
Na
You can't fight the rigamarole, na, na, na
You can't fight the rigamarole, na, na, na
You can't fight the rigamarole, yeah
(All right)

You gotta see me in here
I'm really grooving to this one