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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Alarm again
Same four walls
Same dead plants
Coffee stain on my one clean shirt
Swipe my card
Sell my hours
Tiny desk
Tiny soul inside this flesh
Copy-paste another plastic smile
Clock hands chewing through the pile
[Chorus]
Chopsticks on a tin plate
Tap-tap-tap
Little life
Little life
Snap-snap-snap (hey!)
Grind it down till the teeth all crack
And it all means nothing
Nothing
Nothing
Jam my head in the traffic
Black
White lines blur
And it all flows back
Chopsticks in a hurricane
Clack-clack-clack
And it all means nothing
Nothing
Nothing
[Verse 2]
Ceiling fan
Shadow spinning on my chest
Calendar of tiny red X’s
Each one tastes the same
Tasteless
Walk the aisle
Fluorescent hum inside my skull
Plastic forks and paper crowns
Cheap applause for wearing down
[Chorus]
Chopsticks on a tin plate
Tap-tap-tap
Little life
Little life
Snap-snap-snap (yeah!)
Grind it down till the teeth all crack
And it all means nothing
Nothing
Nothing
Jam my head in the traffic
Black
White lines blur
And it all flows back
Chopsticks in a hurricane
Clack-clack-clack
And it all means nothing
Nothing
Nothing
[Bridge]
[Guitar duel
Staggered accents
Then sudden drop to whisper]
Mouth says “fine”
Blood says “quit”
Heart says “burn it all”
I just sit
[Chorus]
Chopsticks on a tin plate
Tap-tap-tap
Little life
Little life
Snap-snap-snap (woah)
Grind it down till the teeth all crack
And it all means nothing
Nothing
Nothing
Jam my head in the traffic
Black
White lines blur
And it all flows back
Chopsticks in a hurricane
Clack-clack-clack
And it all means nothing
Nothing—
[Outro]
[Band hits one last jagged chord
Hard stop]
Details
GeneratedMar 22, 2026
Duration4:14
LanguageEnglish
Style
metal, Alt-metal with djent crunch and angular rhythms; palm-muted polymeter riffs under whispered, low-mixed male vocals in the verses. Choruses explode with wide guitars, shouted gang vocals, and pounding toms; mid-song guitar duel weaves dissonant leads over a churning groove. Final chorus hits hardest with stacked screams and tight stops before a sudden cutoff., low, alternative metal
Credits
Prompt by
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Prompt
An alternative metal song called chopsticks about the grind of every day life that means nothing and is a jam session of jhent guitar solos and lyrics that are low volume in verse and jam in chorus
