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 If I'm cut down again 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 creative sparks 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 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