Cursed Controller

Falling wasting time
Reminiscing
Used to leave my self on the line
Half dead hunched
I got a crooked spine
I had hunch
They tried to cat what is mine
But what is mine
Never had control in the first place
While they hold me close
Then snake me in the worst ways
Eyes on first place
What they take can be replaced

It feels like there is a controller
Plugged in my neck
But each time I check
There is nothing there
Tried to pull it out
To disconnect
But I see the motherboard needs repair
Needs repair
Needs repair
Needs repair

Glitching streetlights
Hit by cold winds
Legs over the cliff
Wish that I could wings
So I could soar to the sun
But can not outrun
This trauma that weighs tonnes
Feeling pressure like Mariana
But always learn more
If you play life a little harder
Build up thick skin like armour
Deflecting their laughter
That they try use like verbal archers

It feels like there is a controller
Plugged in my neck
But each time I check
There is nothing there
Tried to pull it out
To disconnect
But I see the motherboard needs repair
Needs repair
Needs repair
Needs repair
Needs repair
Needs repair



Credits
Writer(s): James Nenadic-thorpe
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