The observer
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 thе flawless take the lеaves 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