Distant - Intellectual

Watch what you touch watch where you sneeze watch

Who you greet did you watch the TV?

New contagious disease that has just hit the streets

So you'd better step back at least six feet

Quarantined inside our homes glued to feeds all on our phones

The great unknown here face to face as sickness spreads the markets tank

Distance our new social norm too scared to step foot from our home

For if we roam then thou are prone to catch a cold then die alone

So shalom go atone for all your sins then pray for hope

You never know when you might leave the globe so wash with extra soap

Holy whoa moly smokes same routine with different strokes so

Who's to blame for dying folks? I heard some say its all a hoax

Kill the jokes it's time to pray the end is nigh or so they say

Well if it is might I request we show what's left of life respect?

Disinfect all the hatred pull the plug and disconnect

Seems like we can only see the positive in retrospect

Incorrect how we choose to feel check your symptoms

I think I'm fucking sick of everything keep your distance

In the distance from all of

The people that I love because I don't know where they are

They all must think that I'm a shmuck

I stay distant I just feel like no one gets me

I'd much rather sit alone then leave the conversation empty

I am distant that is just the way I am because I've been through a whole lot

And you just would not understand why I'm distant I'm just

Way too far away therefore I hide under this mask in hopes

That you won't notice how I've changed

Isolation hits a little different when you're lonesome

When awoken to the trauma that has kept the mental broken

I'm an outspoken introvert shy high and sleep-deprived

Son of a mortician different outlook on death and life

Stuck inside for several weeks obsessing over rhymes and beats

The word on streets is that I'm doing great yay hooray for me

Starving artist late on rent too bad that clout can't clear my debt but

Even if it could I bet it still would barely make a dent

Stoked to book that summer tour but not this year nope not no more

They closed the door on every venue no groups of ten or more

One things for sure is that we're doomed all year

Maybe I'll just drop another album no one hears

While the world is on fire you can find me here

In a puddle of my sorrow sipping lukewarm beer

I am selfish indignant zealous and indifferent

If there's anyone prepared for this it's me

I'm so distant