One by one it will tear you apart from the heart to the tongue **

Today you caught the plague

The intention is to grind you down and drag and drag

I watch as the rot spreads

And you’re not the only one

Your wings are clipped

And now you drip with “panic, fear, pain, darkness, pandemonium”

With your eyes rolled back

Cut me off

Cut me off

I’ve had enough

I’ve had enough

Pixel tongues are laced in rust

Your grief is tracked and watched with lust

Every step another bump

So pull the plug I’ve had enough

Did they repaint the sky, my friend?

Did they repaint the sky, my friend?

Bury the truth where the garden grew

Overgrown with tarnished roots

Your booming voice has rot the fruit

So we bury the truth where garden once fucking grew

With your eyes rolled back

With your eyes rolled back

Don’t you ever fucking let this happen again

Or else you’ll never see the truth for what it is my friend

Bury the truth where the garden grew

Bury the truth where the garden grew

Cut me off

Cut me off

Pull the plug

I’ve had enough

Cut me off

Cut me off

Pull the plug

I’ve had enough of this shit