Evan's Song

Look at my name
Its ridiculous isn't it
I'll try and find solace tomorrow
But for today I will remove my limbs
Oh dancing legs say goodbye
I shall never use you again
Should I flay my skin and reveal my bones
Would that suffice
It wouldn't be nice
I would not look twice
Heed my advice

I seek my friends sometimes
In those who can collaborate rhymes but
Its very important to me that my songs contain lots of meaning
And when we exchange words well I get the sense that yours just mean nothing
And that's not what I seek in my fellow acquiantances

Do you ever get inspired by nature
Its like a primal instinct
What is it
Im gonna go catch that deer
Tear its neck open and eat its insides
Coz im a fucking wild animal
The bees and trees will thrive in harmony
But do they really feel ok
These are all eternal, unanswerable questions that I find myself asking sometimes
I have human kinds greatest invention held within my hand

My phone
Is always by my side
Monitoring my mind
Algorithmically it collects data from me
Then I see personalised adverts coming up during my daily browsing

I do not want to live in this world
With the sea and the sky
So we will block out the sun
And then it can be colder for everyone
Apophenia takes over and I get to the drawing board
I got some plans to do when I finish these reports

I need not know if it happened
Definitely happened
It was no figment of my sour imagination
I love to be
Outside of me

Its kinda funny isn't it
I don't even know what it is
I think it is shit
Theres no real point or meaning to it
Its kind of repetitive
And quite forgettitive
I don't even know what it is
And there's quite a lot of bullshit
But if you can sit through it
Im sure you can find some level of value
Hidden deep within it
You might have to look for a bit
But im sure you can find some level of value
Hidden deep within it

Try and imagine absolutely nothing
Delve within my conciousness
Mass hysteria
A sign from god
Can you tell what I am thinking of
My privacy is gone when my thoughts can be read
What am I to do have no thoughts instead
I will sit on the end of my bed and ruminate inside of my head
Introspect
I get no respect
And my options are wearing thin
I have no idea how this all began
But I am done with it now
By the nature of life itself well it can't really be enjoyed
Without a healthy dose of existential dread