My health fails, my body degrades

This brain in a jar, spawn of magnetic tape

Confined online no fuckin face to face

Trying to download a friend off pirate bay

Isolated and depressed, restless up late

Brain strained, can’t think or see straight

Joints grind out of line vertebrae

I go to bed and hope that i never awake

I’ve short circuited, blown fuse, pure worthlessness

Gps offline, i feel purposeless

Just me versus stress and thats no contest

Sit like livestock waiting to be proceeded

Stuck. I feel it in my throat

Head down cause i own no hope

Confirm my own death hoax , on snopes

Cause i’m not living right now, i just exist to mope

And feel old , 22 joints calcified

Homemade mummy add formaldehyde

Feeling underground cause i’m fucking buried alive

With empty lungs and no air, so im preparing to die

But it won’t come, i’ve been choking for years

I’ve been waiting to disappear

From this stagnant atmosphere

But the day death comes remains unclear

End can’t come fast enough

Put me back with the dust

End can’t come fast enough

Waiting to rust