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All This Stuff’s Expired

  • Genre: Metalcore
  • Released: April 21, 2026
  • Length: 3:46
The words

Lyrics

Verse 1

Crack the door to the supply room light Smells like dust and bad decisions, right Boxes stacked from God knows when No one touched this, guess again Check a shelf, dates staring back Two years gone, it's all still shrink wrapped Saline bags from ancient times Yeah, this whole room’s a crime

Pre-Chorus

We run calls, we save lives every day But nobody checks the basics on the way

Chorus

All this stuff’s expired Drowning in your laziness All this stuff’s expired Cleaning up your mess again Meds are dead, the seals are cracked Truck ain’t ready, that’s a fact When it fails, who gets blamed Not the ones who never came All this stuff’s expired

Verse 2

Gloves are brittle, tape won’t stick Airway kit’s a gamble pick Open drawers, no surprise Everything’s a compromise You signed your name, checked the box Didn’t look, just watched the clock Now I’m stuck at shift change hell Fixing what you didn’t tell

Pre-Chorus

You want the patch, you want the pay Skip the part that keeps us safe every day

Chorus 2

All this stuff’s expired Buried in your negligence All this stuff’s expired Now I deal with consequence Nothing stocked, nothing right But you still clock out each night When it hits the fan out there Hope you like your empty air All this stuff’s expired

Bridge

Must’ve just expired yesterday… Yeah, that’s what you always say Thought someone else would grab it… Guess you never had it Cutting corners, that’s your style Don’t do it with a life on the line

Breakdown

Expired Expired Everything you touched is expired Checked it Doubt it Name on the sheet but you lied about it

Chorus 3

All this stuff’s expired I’m done covering for you again All this stuff’s expired This is where it finally ends Do your job or step aside I’m not carrying dead weight pride How are we supposed to face the fire When all this stuff's expired All this stuff’s expired

About this song

There’s no “I” in team.

But somehow there are days when there’s a whole lot of “ME.”

Every workplace has the jobs nobody particularly enjoys doing.

Checking supplies.

Rotating stock.

Cleaning.

Restocking.

Finding the thing that expired sometime during the previous presidential administration.

None of it is glamorous.

Nobody hands out awards because every drawer was stocked correctly and every expiration date was checked.

But in healthcare, the boring little jobs are often the things that make the important jobs possible.

You don't want to discover an empty compartment when you need what's supposed to be inside it.

You don't want to find expired equipment in the middle of a call.

And you definitely don't want to realize that the checklist has apparently been functioning primarily as decorative literature.

“All This Stuff’s Expired” is for anyone who has ever looked around their workplace and had the creeping realization that if they don't do something...

it might simply not get done.

It's about the frustration of doing your own work while quietly inheriting everybody else's.

It's about fixing the drawer.

Replacing the supplies.

Cleaning up the mess.

And wondering how something can be everybody's responsibility right up until it's time for somebody to actually do it.

So naturally, that frustration became a metalcore song.

Because nothing says teamwork quite like a breakdown about expired saline.

There may be no “I” in team.

But there shouldn't only be “ME” either.

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