Fuck you bitch I won't switch off the liq I won't twitch don't wan't likes or be rich just make sum I feel it

All the noises all the poisons all the vids and all the choices all the foods they force the portions all the views and news is bullshit hold this now my brain is more sick

Forcing more shit at my poor shift just to to buy some more abortions

I don't really care bout this

Feel like it's all made up bliss

I'll swim in sea and I'll eat off squids I'll sleep in woods make fort of twigs to leave this controlled loneliness

The house of safe the mouse in crate the endless brain the flawless take the leaves to rake need singed and baked to switch the side that needs the space

The race I hate my fate is laced my pace is late just mate no wait

Like what if theres something I'm missing from plate

Like the strings that are hanging all over the stage

Like the ball that was called before I reached the plate

Like the mall full of stalling thats leaving us faked

Like the island of torture and murder and rape

And the evil and outsiders not from this place

Slaughter house spells illusions they hit us like mace

Like my God can you help me get out of this state aye

The ones that gon hate never seen their own face