20min

Blow on my dick
Make a wish, idk
Maybe want a couple kids
But, idk

Always on the fritz
Keep it in a bottle though
Got that make you sick
Keep it in a bottle though
Life is a trip
But you just waddle ho
Keep my bitches thick
Call me Pinocchio
Call me solace
Empty, soulless
Call me the coldest
Always get noticed
Always get played boy
Stay out the way boy
I know a lot of shit
But I don't know if I'm okay
Joy emanating from my face
Buts it's all false
Stuck in place
Half tripped, about to fall
Mind scattered
Bouncing off the walls
Oh my god
Keep my tales tall
Always hiding behind a facade
Keep the flows switching
Keep my fingers twitching
On xbox, pc, my phone
Whatever the fuck
Dopamine addiction
My happiness never enough
Too much going on I cant stop it
Only rest I'll ever get is in a coffin
Cycle through the nonsense
Cycle through your
Click, click, profits
Existential or subconscious
Feel like a monster
Feeling like I'm stuck in intolerance



Credits
Writer(s): Tyler York
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