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Lyrics:

Soaked hands, in a dim lit, homely kitchen
Smoked plans, grace the air with some new emissions
On spoked tires, I stoked fires and rode higher but the bike broke and I choked

Will I remain, a professional plate washer
Never get stronger
Staying content in the sink
Skate on the rink of the metal bowl, idle fingers
Soap swirls, barely linger
Longer than the glimmer of hope for my career

Tryna steer close towards
Some sort of motivation
Got resources and skills
But no feeling of elation
When I work

No I don't mean joy
I mean desire
Now the choked fires and broken tires
Have birthed a pyre

Can my, soaked hands
Accomplish anything?
Washing plates in momma's kitchen
Till the devils sing

(Hallelujah)
Burstin bubbles of my phony penance
(Hallelujah)
Burstin bubbles of sweet adolescence

Effervescence
Encapsulating my ambition
Pop, pop and mop up all my inhibitions

Go ahead and dunk me in 'em
Apathy given life via mine
Should decline to share this information

I deign regardless
Unstable & passionless
Scrubbing the same plates again
Will it end?
Rinse and repeat
And hope one day you'll get the offer
And move on from professional plate washer