Okay, whats's your location?

I'm right here

Habituating in a human form

On planet Earth where I was born and

I like here, I do though

People tell me that this place is through but F that, man

I just got here

No one exists who's not here

This is the only place anyone is and

I will admit maybe I'm only here a bit

Some parts of me don't fit here

They go bulging out into the ether

It's like the front of my face

Is all that really gets to be here, but

I want to come through, persist

I'm gonna form myself in the shape of a fist

I'll be going at the errands till there's room to exist

I'm like get up, get up, get up, get up, get up, get up

Real is local space had gotten so expensive

Can't buy so I just rents it

I should have been here

In the better, former, cheaper, but I guess

I just showed up too late

To get the 3D real estate

It's like I came a little late to the orgy

All the pals have been formed

There are no openings for me, but

It's cool, kiddos

We all get to live inside the internet ghetto

And it's great, there's so much space

It looks just like real life, its just all made of light

But alright, I can work with the light

I can build a little world in my mind

And someday I will make it to the end of real life

I'm gonna get up, get up, get up, get up, get up, get up

Sometimes I go out of body

No one can stop me like

I'm inside your head right now

Good luck getting me out

I'ma take whatever space I can find

I'll make it nice, so you won't mind

'Cause your brain is a place I can rightfully care

Hide in your likes and ignore what's up out there

Literally everything been all bought up by a handful of

Desperate hoarders

They're like more, more, more until the whole world looks like Mordor

Sheesh, guys, why?

I guess they're sad inside

They want to build litter ego bridges up to the sky

And they want more, but what's left? The air?

The hoarders want to hoard the atmosphere, yeah

They pay the air to be their focus

It's in my head and treats me rough

The call starts coming from inside of the house

It says, give up, give up, give up, give up

And I get it

You're trying to scare me out of my skin

Control my body like a fear-fed zombie, but I jump back in

Push those F-ers out of my mind

'Cause they can own the whole world, okay fine

But this is fifty-seven kilograms of mine all mine

I'm gonna get up, get up, get up, get up, get up, get up

All you have is your perspective

Air can be quite receptive

I said get out, he respected it

Some day we'll all be dust

And the award for gives no fucks goes to us

This is just one way of looking at it

We're all standing around a planet

And it's spinning around a giant ball of fire

Inside the planet there is also the fire

And nobody can own it 'cause it's way too hot

We're gonna get up, get up, get up, get up, get up, get up

I think about the fire a lot

We're gonna get up, get up, get up, get up, get up, get up

The heat comes up through my feet

I'm gonna get up, get up, get up, get up, get up