Matter in Decay

I was so happy
When you said your mom said she liked me
I have this weird thing with being around parents
Figures of authority in general
It kinda broke down a barrier, especially at that age

But it doesn't matter anyway
We're all just matter in decay, have a nice day

God said it's summer, but I'm not trying to protest
Everything's a bummer, I wanna rip a bowl at the desk of the CEO of reader's digest
Because my head is fucked beyond repair
My never-ending fucking irrational urges suspend my normal thought and speech

I'm never dying but I'll keep on trying
That somewhere is somewhere that I'd like to see



Credits
Writer(s): Ben Scanga
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