blame me for all the things you can't handle,
when times get tough, just throw the clock to me,
I'll fall back, I'll spring forward, I'll hold your hands.
but even after my efforts, you're still
breaking china, screaming at the moon, begging for
a nice calm place in the soil,
spinning violently in your office chair, around around
until everything is fully against you
and you can't get up
and you can't blink
and you can't breathe
and you can't remember what if feels like to feel normal

but need I remind you,
that "normal" is what got you into this mess
in the first place?