It starts off the same for every week

And ends with a game on PS3

Pick something right out of the drawer

Then hold it up against the floor

Spew some junk about no sex

Then a vegan comes just to say "Gex"

At the desk, look like a hoarder

Surrounded by some big blue border

I just want to break the mold, to not follow a path

But every week my life involves mentioning Barrel Blast

It′s closing in

My screen is all burned in

It's closing in

I always have that stupid grin...

It′s closing in

And just like my virginity

I'm worried this 1080p outline's here for infinity

I′m on the bordеr

Does my whole life need a giant watеrmark?

Of starting over

I truly really never noticed something so stark?

Why is it this way?

These are some deep questions -

Wait, this is getting too philosophical for me

Blue from feeling like I′m suffocating

To lay it on the line, it's closing in on me

It′s closing in

It's always been this way?

It′s closing in

Not sure if that's okay...

It′s closing in

Constantly from day to day

To lay it on the line, it's closing in on me