I went to get my sticks at your nesting

Where your bad kids rested and

Build a bag for the runaway

But did you get your clicks, are you checked in?

Didn't feel invested-in?

Or make a map for the runaway?

(Let me explain)

Indebted to the good guys

And busy killing every friend in town?

But I know that you're fake shy, so

What's the reason that you're fucking with me now?

Wading in your waist-high

But would you ever live this exile?

I'm buying up the wait line

Wind-waking for the day you're still around

The mother love is inedible

But you are an animal

Are you not meant to Gloam, led to roam around?

You went to build your 'lil picket fences

Where your sad kids tested and

Break-in your bag for the runaway

The kids will pay for clicks

But they'll never say what they paid for their nature, cuz

It's not your dad, it's your lizard brain

(Let me explain)

Wasn't looking at your Big Sky

Was busy making all my friend rounds

And now I'm living for the good guys

I was the kid who didn't turn their TV down

Saying that you're fake shy

But could you ever love this man-child?

I'm buying up your fake time

Wind-waking for the day you're still around

Well I was at the mercy of you sissies and sycophants who canceled our dinner plans

(We can't stop the fever of this child)

And I would fold under the litanies of family man by putting on women's pants

(Can't you hold it down, man, running wild?)

But now I see the hurting, it's working, man: You live in your Instagram

(Thought you were no needle in their pile)

But I all need is people who couldn't stand to sail to a newer land

(But now you see the sun hit on your dial)

The mother love is inedible

But you are an animal

Are you not meant to Gloam, led to roam around?

You kids must think you're incredible

For taking an edible

But are you not meant to Gloam, led to roam around?