[Verse]
Let's sit down and have ourselves a fucked up family dinner
And convince ourselves that all of this is normal
And that we tried our very best
No, it is not our fault, it was circumstantial
A mishap, a clash of personalities if you want to call it that
A ventricular system of personal complexities
Without fail will hemorrhage once a day
We beg for it all to amalgamate into something worth all this silence and contention
We demand our sheer minutia
Like we're owed some kind of medal
For a salty bead of sweat
Or god forbid some fucking sacrifice to our prеcious comfy lives

[Chorus]
What an aberration
This all turned out to bе
It's a point mutation
A genetic anomaly
And we let it spread
Let it sink in it's hooks
As I watched myself spoil
I am undercooked

[Bridge]
Am I overtired
Or just overthinking?
Got a knot in my chest
That is slowly sinking
I don't feel so good
So I'll spill my guts
And I'll overshare my meaningless frustrations
Through these songs and illustrations
About some thoughts that might not matter at all

[Chorus]
What an aberration
This all turned out to be
It's a point mutation
A genetic anomaly
And we let it spread
Let it sink in it's hooks
As I watched myself spoil
I am undercooked
[Post-Chorus]
"Stay together for the kids"
What the hell does that even mean?
Let's act like everything is fine and I don't have fucked up memories
Let's act like everything is fine and I don't have fucked up memories
Let's act like everything is fine and I don't have fucked up memories