[Intro: Barren]
Flow so cold, man so bold, giving them a
Fucking style just to call their own

[Verse 1: Fats'e]
Considering everything, hating myself
Only makes sense, sitting dormant on the couch
Waiting for excitement, nowhere to be found
Existing is stagnant, tired and bored
Like a carpenter, trying to fix a wall
But forgot to bring all of the tools
I feel stuck, unaccomplished, unamused
Means to end, just like everything I do

[Chorus: Fats'e]
Nothing brings me joy anymore
Is this normal? Is this normal?
Nothing brings me joy anymore
Is this normal? Is this normal?

[Verse 2: Barren]
It's all informal, it's all informal
Flow so cold, man so bold, giving them a
Fucking style just to call their own
Ain't been working how I'd like, such a force
Nothing feels natural anymore
Music never felt like more of a chore
I wish it wasn’t like this anymore
Forever sore
Missing all my friends that I ignore
[Chorus: Fats'e]
Nothing brings me joy anymore
Is this normal? Is this normal?
Nothing brings me joy anymore
Is this normal? Is this normal?