Life is so fragile, like some glasses in a plastic box

Driving all around, and now I'm dancing in the parking lot

Yelling in the mi,c just like I'm screaming out to fucking stop

Talking down on us, no, we gone turn this shit to Fort knox

Shot a missile in the sky, looked and called it fireworks

Hot unbothered astronaut, line Earl Sweatshirt

Brown sweatpants, Pro club, in the damn dirt

Making hella money like a rapper at a concert

You

(Please remember me)

Picking teeth, tooth taker, grenade no cemetery

Just

(feed the beast in mе)

Took a picture at the sky and thought out loud, so legеndary

Saying

(Please remember me)

Picking eyes, eye taker, grenade no brain inside me

Just

(Feed the beast in me)

Black hoodie on, chains on, red skin like hates

(Please remember me)

Please remember me, remember me

(Feed the beast in me)

I wanna be noticed too

Brain rot, distraught

Deltarune, big shot

No clock, time rock

Put me into shell shock

Youre a bot, I'm hot

You said no, no I'm not

No I'm not

Haha

(When I talk I'm ignored)

I said a few things, you were warned

(I just wanted to be)

Just one of your friends, but you got bored

Nah (You don’t like me fuck you)

Tornado whirlwind, like a typhoon

(You don’t like me fuck you, You don’t like me fuck you)

Walk a motherfucking mile in these shoes

Had to take a different path, new shortcut to you

Leaves crunching on the ground, been there since June

Lights off in the distance, creeping towards you

So fragile like glass in a glass box

Astronauts in space, staring down as the earth rots

Shielding like its Smash bros

Bet you wish you stayed home

Look straight in the chrome, $20 on a cell phone

I’m in agony, stranger, I'm the yellowman

Red bottom sky, metallic intuition

Ice man, weekend, hunting in my own skin

Super rich kids, got nothing but loose ends

Hunned Bandz

Bandz of skin cells, alien

I go nowhere, I guess you could come in

Something, suspicious super peeked in

Fuck sins, dead by dawn in the morning

Pause

Grave spray painted bright pink

I got a hundred couple people that don’t like me

I see. whatever yea we die see

Icee, I tip toe in crispy cream