[Verse 1]

Up when the sun gets above the horizon, it's lighting up dust

Like a couple aerosolized diamonds

And I’ve been ninety days no sleepin' or eatin' or blinkin’

I think I'm in a state of dangerous dehydration, I'm spacing

I'm living in a tumbleweed and it's set on a blue light screen

My only sense of relief makes me feel like I forget how to think

But I need an escape, man

I hate that I'm waiting on rain in a strange land I'm isolated

And crazed that I gotta make like

Like I'm in some kind of

[Chorus]

Wasteland

Feel I can hardly breathe

And this 4k cam’s swimming in RGB

Like I’m deserted, I'm hurting, my eyes get blurry, they’re burning from all the hours of turning up to my LCD

It's an 8-bit snake pit, no way to change it

Haters saying it's laziness, shaming it just my naming it

But nobody can be more critical than me

Too tired too work, too motivated to sleep

Sometimes the truth hurts

I'm an NPC

[Verse 2]

My body’s not big enough for just the two of us

The me that wants to get it done

The me that's stranded into dust

A hundred miles from nowhere, haven't rendered my future yet

Couple bytes of talent but I'll never end up using it

So stay down, keep your face down

The main characters are here, no need to fear cause we're all saved now

Making my decisions for me, here to be the hero's home

Gonna kill the villains cronies

They're the only ones that know the

[Chorus]

Wasteland

Feel I can hardly breathe

And this 4k cam's swimming in RGB

Like I'm deserted, I'm hurting, my eyes get blurry, they're burning from all the hours of turning up to my LCD

It's an 8-bit snake pit, no way to change it

Haters saying it's laziness, shaming it just my naming it

But nobody can be more critical than me

Too tired too work, too motivated to sleep

Sometimes the truth hurts

Gotta make like

I'm in some kind of Wasteland

Feel I can hardly breathe

And this 4k cam's swimming in RGB

Like I'm deserted, I'm hurting, my eyes get blurry, they're burning from all the hours of turning up to my LCD

It's an 8-bit snake pit, no way to change it

Haters saying it's laziness, shaming it just my naming it

But nobody can be more critical than me

Too tired too work, too motivated to sleep

Sometimes the truth hurts

I'm an NPC