VERSE 1
It’s been too long since my last dance
Never gave my tired soul a single chance
To rest and unwind in the easy chair
While complaining that this isn’t fair
Fifteen hundred words sung like birds
The most drunken shit you’ve ever heard
Colored pencils on a blank white canvas
Muscled orcs swinging big fucking axes
CHORUS
Not a problem, it’s just a little rust
Blow the pages into a cloud of dust
Clear the cobwebs from my head
Thank the universe that I’m not dead
VERSE 2
Three days coming, three more going
Ran out of gas, showing signs of slowing
Can’t concentrate worth a good goddamn
Can’t be your Adderall addicted superman
A candle that burned at more than two ends
A streak of sadness growing hard to defend
The lowest of lows and the lowest of blows
Is when everyone cares, but nobody knows
CHORUS
Not a problem, it’s just a little rust
Blow the pages into a cloud of dust
Clear the cobwebs from my head
Thank the universe that I’m not dead
BRIDGE
How much more can I do today?
How many obstacles are in my way?
How many hours must I spend in bed?
To not feel like I’m the walking dead?
VERSE 3
Complaining about it doesn’t feel right
When others have a much bloodier fight
Keep my chin up and ball up my hands
I don’t expect the world to understand
I don’t expect the world to forgive me
For this rusty life that I’m truly living
I don’t expect the world to bow down
I’m tapping out in the final round
CHORUS
Not a problem, it’s just a little rust
Blow the pages into a cloud of dust
Clear the cobwebs from my head
Thank the universe that I’m not dead
