The Taste

I'm not ready to be seen Let me warm up Are my buns even I feel like a tangerine Mashed potato Are you the ladle I miss my old gleam Am I overshadowed by their screens Can I keep this thing alive How have I survived I'm not ready to believe My mind is stuck It's self cleaning I'm trapped in a submarine Mashed potato Are you the ladle I miss my old dream Am I overshadowed by their screens Can I keep this thing alive How have I survived My ladle My ladle My ladle My ladle I'm not ready to seen Let me warm up Are my buns even I feel like a tangerine Mashed potato Are you the ladle I miss my old gleam Am I overshadowed by their Shake the taste I swear it will get easier for you I was once there too I was once there too I was once I was once there too I was once there too I was once