Deadweight
Gather round
Gather round
Watch the world catch flames
You can beg all you want
But it still won't change
Coming back unbeknown to the past
I couldn't tell what had happened
The Human distractor
Feeling Trapped by a screen
Every aspect of me
Has been compressed
And repackaged
I just taste the plastic
I truly thought that things would change
But we got disconnected
And now the creature is out the cage
You feel the motherfucking weight?
Deadweight
Turn it into whatever you want it to be
Gather round
Watch the world catch flames
You can beg all you want
But it still won't change
Coming back unbeknown to the past
I couldn't tell what had happened
The Human distractor
Feeling Trapped by a screen
Every aspect of me
Has been compressed
And repackaged
I just taste the plastic
I truly thought that things would change
But we got disconnected
And now the creature is out the cage
You feel the motherfucking weight?
Deadweight
Turn it into whatever you want it to be
Credits
Writer(s): William Wattley
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