[Verse]
Nonsense, fuck your paranoia, Corona and diet soda
The news is for giant pussies who can't even think about how
It's super fabricated, related to corporate fuckers
But you're not here for that
I'm just piecin' my life together before I step in the midst of the lost souls
Suicidal courses, lackin' major motivation
Debatin' on whether or not the presence is causin' you damage
I'm on the edge, I swear
Had enough of this box shit, you turn me down since I been around
The world's never gonna stop for me, makin' my sanity weaker, well, fuck it
Not breaking myself like a reaper, I don't need a speaker to teach you
So what do I do? Nothing at all, according to you
"What about life and all of that happy shit?"
Well, music is my only happiness, and this crappy shit is just fuckin' with me
Right now, I'm just broken' down, don't have an answer yet, do you now?
I don't mean to yell much, I don't want classes
Fuck this, I don't know what to say now, huh