[Intro] Don’t push the button. What button? You know the one. The red one? The fun one. The one that turns bad ideas into good stories. That button? Yeah. That one. …don’t. [Verse 1 – Spoken calmly] Today I stared at a knife for 45 minutes. Not to use it. Just to see if it blinked first. It didn’t. Spoiler: I lost that staring contest. Then I Googled: "How many thoughts per day are criminal but don't count if you don't act on them?" Google said: “Maybe therapy.” I said: “You first.” [Verse 2 – Faster, playful pacing] I saw a pigeon. Wanted to name him Regret. Feed him crumbs of decisions I haven’t made yet. Then I imagined dropkicking him into the void Just to see if God flinched. He didn’t. Not even a twitch. Is that weird? Wait— Don’t answer that. I already had the argument in my head And I lost. Again. [Pre-Chorus – Sung, sarcastic] I’m fine, I swear I just talk to shadows In my kitchen chair He’s got great opinions On tax evasion And spontaneous combustion And… salad dressing? [Hook – Chanted / intense] Don’t push the button Don’t scratch that itch Don’t chase that bus Don’t dig that ditch Don’t text your ex Don’t pet that snake Don’t carve your name Into the wedding cake Don’t say that thing Don’t light that match Don’t eat the moon You’ll break your latch Intrusive thoughts On clearance sale Buy six sins Get a seventh free You can’t spell compulsion Without "me" [Verse 3 – Self-dialogue, split voice] OK Stop thinking that. OK You stop thinking that. OK We need to function. OK You’re boring. OK We’ll get fired. OK Cool, then we can start that death metal spoons band. OK …Focus. OK Folk us? [Verse 4 – Slower, poetic breakdown] There’s a room in my skull With a flickering light Where my worst ideas Tuck me in at night They hum lullabies In Morse code and threats And paint murals of chaos In cigarette breath I tried locking the door But it’s always ajar 'Cause I’m the one Who keeps sneaking in there To leave snacks [Bridge – Deadpan whisper] Do I want to jump? No. But the ledge looked lonely. Do I want to scream? No. But silence owes me. Do I want to live? Yeah. But only if I can Laugh at the funeral With a joke too dark For the eulogy man. [Final Hook – Wild, unhinged delivery] Don’t push the button Don’t read that mind Don’t chase that voice It’s not your kind Don’t bite that tongue Don’t eat that key Don’t name your shadow Don’t set it free Don’t test that wire Don’t kiss that train Don’t give your therapist A fake name (Again.) Intrusive thoughts Are my roommates now They pay no rent But they run this town And every time I shout “Get out!” They just sit on the couch And laugh. Then pass the snacks. [Outro – Calm, half-laughing] But hey… I didn’t push the button. Today. That’s gotta count for something. Right? Right? ... Right?
