[Verse]

Face of the blue screen of death

Take a breath

Am I running for my life, for against

I dispensed

My cereberal on the track

I'm a wreck

Intersected with some thoughts about some death

A midwest boy

And he's scared of the outside

Broken toy

He'll destroy

What he's made for himself, he's a flower in some noise

In his static, it's erratic on his shelf

In a tower, kid is tired of the lackin' he is packin'

It's annoying to him

And love's a bad influence

Super alloy, human Galois

Solve my polynomial

Fuck my life like gloryholes

And shoutout to Sig Freud

That's the state that I am in

Feel it in my chest, now kid you better run and get the ten

I'm addicted, I've evicted thoughts of rationality

I'm restricted from commitment

Mental immortality

Abstract fatality

Want it from the love within a lack of morality

Intertwined with blood and sand