Cozied up to the toilet
  Face stuck to the floor
  I met expectations that I was tryin to ignore
  Job had such patience
  I wonder, what's that like?
  One hundred thousand million
  But I hearThat's what you like
  So I was thinkin
  So these cities are sprouting
  Like a spit in the eye
  And this world isn't waiting
  It's just passing me by
  I just peak in the window
  Lookin inside
  The butcher's got a fork in your face
  I'm standing alive
  And I was singin