Average

All the average people here, let me hear you breathe c'mon

(Breathe? Yeah. I mean it's the only thing we've really mastered at this point. Got it)

Lost in the folds honey it freed my soul from expectations
No freezing coals, power that people stole or meal replacements
Still there's something attractive about shame and shedding this plastic
I get a little more physically active when I'm running from bugs in my mattress yeah
But here I am in the middle and got no plans I am complacent

Nothing lasts I got name brand snacks
But I fill my glass with water from my tap
Mild success with no excess
I got holes in socks fuck it I still get dressed
And I'm not too stressed I got time to rest
But not pressure to add a little extra effort or climb out the second percent
I just let routine replace my dreams
No hard education certifications nah I'm stupid useless I live by my means

What the fuck does that mean?
What's that mean?
At least I can breathe

This is what we call
Poor man's panic
Rich man's antics
Average has its hold on me

Wait now
You've been a great crowd but I need to explain how
For all the average people who came down from their space in the great cloud
We've entered a state now and just so you know this state well this is called a fucking breakdown
(I get it it's a new experience for all of you. Shall we do it again?)

Bubbles burst but I can't taste them
Struggle's curse still hasn't come
Fear is felt by those who want to
Safety nets that we become
Shelter, food and happy people
Thought that was the only goal
Too much growing up to grow up
Assets stay young I get old

Poor man's panic
Rich man's antics
Average has its hold on me
This is what we call
Poor man's panic
Uh, uh, yeah this is what we call
Rich man's antics
So breathe with me now
Average has its hold on me