Lyrics Inconsequential - Rare Americans

How can you wake up every day
Bullshit yourself like you're a-okay?
And I'd off my fuckin' self today
If I thought it would help in any way
The world just don't work like this
No, the world just don't work like this

Have a kid? Glad you did
It's blind faith with the future hid
This illogical urge to procreate
Guilt for the pile of my daily waste
I don't understand this fuckin' place
I don't understand this fuckin' place

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I'm a kid with conviction
And my heart's on a mission
I'm a kid with a vision
I know the world I wanna live in

Inconsequential
It's a full-time job not goin' mental
Inconsequential
What makes you so fuckin' special?

Inconsequential
It's a full-time job not goin' mental
Inconsequential
What makes you so fuckin' special?

The reason the addict can't stop usin'
The reason the wino can't stop boozin'
Advertisin', potent, insidious
A beautiful mind turned into something hideous

Complete and utter meaninglessness
Countdown, extinction, what's your best guess?
It gets so depressin', need drug or drink
Blackout, life story, invisible ink

We're all gonna end up in the exact same spot
In the big cosmic map, not even a dot
Not even a dot
Not even a dot

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I'm a kid with conviction
And my heart's on a mission
I'm a kid with a vision
I know the world I wanna live in

Every who in Whoville takes the shit, so you will
We all got a lil' list of people we wanna kill
For payback, for money, or just for the thrill
A girlfriend for the night, a rolled up dollar bill

There's so many out there just like me (inconsequential)
Disenfranchised with this sick reality
You see this beautiful innocence (inconsequential)
Like a toddler, or a river
These pockets of wonder that make you reconsider

Maybe there's some higher meaning (inconsequential)
In bein' a 21st-century digital human being
I feel this guilt every time I drive my car, I hear (inconsequential)
A voice that flattens me with guilt and fear

You glutton, you pig (inconsequential)
Take the bus or the train
I'm too afraid again last week another mother slain
Right at the tracks, a random attack (inconsequential)
By a zombie in psychosis
Bad combo, cartel meth, bipolar diagnosis

(Inconsequential) and where it hits the closest its right here at home
Where the kids at the dinner table, and soon they'll be alone
(Inconsequential) in a world that's spinnin' violently off its axis
Seems God's been stayin' out late and skippin' practice

Bombarded and frustrated, aimless, alienated
Now on to the next generation, congratulations, you made it