Lyrics
I been in a rut
Ducked off from the sun
Bit my gun
With my black gold gums
I'm no fun
I'm no fun
Blood run marathons
Down my chest (down my chest)
I'm a mess
Ain't nobody gonna clean up
Bulletproof your limousine
I been in the
Market for a brand new soul
Daddy hit a brand new low
Better yet, another agoraphobic episode
Here we go again, here we go again, here we go
Cut me up in little pieces like you're Ed Poe
Let me rest in pieces underneath the floorboards
Planet on fire, no fucks given
I'ma let us all die, let us all die
Really I
I haven't been good to myself
And you haven't been good to me
I haven't been good to myself
And lately, you haven't been good to me
Lately, I decided I'ma stay alive
I just wanna live and see society die
Lookin' around and all I see is at the end of the line
I see a dystopia, dystopia
Evil all over and no one is (safe)
Nihilist, I am the finest, though I don't align with it
(We're all to blame)
Keep on denying it
You think that I need you
I'll show you I'm fine
You think that I need you?
You think that I need you?
You think that I need you?
You think that I need you?
You think that I need you? (Need you)
I'll show you I'm fine (I'm fine)
What happens when you cut out the circuitry?
The chips, machines, what's left?
The flesh, we're vulnerable, fragile, weak
WRITERS
Eric Whitney
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing, Third Side Music Inc.
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LyricIQ Analysis
Top Emotion
Sadness
Sentiment
Theme
Sexual
