Seven by Twelve

I'm taking a little break from self-destruction in order to prioritize a feeling of production
Because my body's decaying faster than my teeth
And it seems to speed itself up with every better person that I meet
So seven feet by twelve feet, a sanctuary, my Tuesday retreat
And I'm not leaving
Because today I'm having a hard time even hearing myself speak

So I trade in my hands
On something more reliable
And a little more in-tune