The Math is Not Mathing

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Verse
I woke up in a world I don’t recognize,
Where everybody’s talking but nobody looks you in the eyes.
Got a thousand new friends that I’ve never met,
And a phone that’s smarter than I’ll ever get.

They tell me what’s trending, they tell me what’s true,
Then change their minds before the afternoon.
I used to know the difference between wrong and right,
Now it’s all just shades of grey in a neon light.

Pre-Chorus
I’ve been adding up the pieces,
Trying to make ’em fit,
But every time I find the answer,
They go and change the script.

Chorus
The math isn’t mathing,
The numbers don’t add up.
I’m swimming in an ocean
Where the water’s all dried up.
The world’s spinning faster,
But I’m standing still,
Got a pocket full of yesterday
And a lifetime left to kill.

Oh, the math isn’t mathing,
And I don’t know what to do.
I’m a fish out of water
In a world that thinks it’s new.

Verse
They say that less is more, and silence makes a sound,
That everybody’s going up while they’re falling down.
You can rent yourself a lifestyle, buy a borrowed dream,
And nothing’s quite as real as it looks upon a screen.

They’ve got artificial wisdom, manufactured friends,
A million little shortcuts to a thousand dead ends.
They say the future’s brighter, but the lights are getting dim,
And everybody’s shouting just to hear themselves again.

Pre-Chorus
I tried to read the manual,
But the pages disappeared.
They tell me not to worry,
While they’re selling me my fear.

Chorus
The math isn’t mathing,
The numbers don’t add up.
I’m swimming in an ocean
Where the water’s all dried up.
The world’s spinning faster,
But I’m standing still,
Got a pocket full of yesterday
And a lifetime left to kill.

Oh, the math isn’t mathing,
And I don’t know what to do.
I’m a fish out of water
In a world that thinks it’s new.

Bridge
Maybe I’m the problem,
Maybe I’m the fool.
Still measuring the distance
With a long-forgotten rule.

I don’t need the world to stop,
Don’t need to turn back time.
Just tell me when the truth became
A matter of design.

And if progress means forgetting
Every lesson that we knew,
Then maybe being out of step
Ain’t such a bad thing to do.

Verse
I remember when a handshake meant a promise you would keep,
When a little honest living helped a working man to sleep.
Now they sell you peace of mind on a monthly payment plan,
And you need a password just to prove you’re still a man.

So I’ll sit here with my coffee, watch the circus roll along,
Try to find a little meaning in a world that’s gone so wrong.
I ain’t saying I was better, I ain’t saying they were right,
Just trying to find the shoreline in the middle of the night.

Chorus
The math isn’t mathing,
The numbers don’t add up.
I’m swimming in an ocean
Where the water’s all dried up.
The world’s spinning faster,
But I’m standing still,
Got a pocket full of yesterday
And a lifetime left to kill.

Yeah, the math isn’t mathing,
But maybe that’s alright.
Some things aren’t meant for counting,
Some things don’t fit inside the lines.

The math isn’t mathing,
And I’m finally seeing through—
I’m a fish out of water,
But I ain’t drowning here with you.

Outro
Two plus two was always four,
At least that’s what they said before.
Now everybody’s got a different point of view…

(Pause)

Guess I’ll have to carry the one.

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