I think I might have died in the psych the universe looks a lot like something out of midnight gospel these kids are hostile they're fed up they've had enough of this corrupted save they're trying to play in the game it's a shame what a shame oh what a shame I've been playing as myself while everyone else has been and I'll
So I asked why everyone is acting? Why are you laughing? Why are you cracking? Why are you crashing? What are you lacking?
Is it a soul?
I show up to costume parties naked purple and hearty I brought gifts cuz I want everyone to coexist but I think they're afraid to take up the mess they made to consume the liquid I pour into the chalice of Babylon's horde
Silent stares where no one's home creeping eyes when I'm alone they're in my phone listening they're in my mind assembling
typing the cheat code let's go oh kill the machine god you know oh typing the cheat code let's go oh kill the machine god you know oh
I think I might have died in the sight the universe looks a lot like something out of Hitchhiker's Guide yeah they lied we've been brainwashed but at what cost our minds are dirty they cleaned us with mercury
and now we're flirty oh we're flirty oh we got us by our animal while they're out there being cannibals now all we want is stimulus drug shopping lust food and this
why is everyone crazy why is everyone lazy why is everyone saying maybe why is everything wavy why is the air so hazy I think I know I think I know
hello stranger I'm about to endanger your sanity for humanity as a whole it's just one delicate soul and you my dear will share it tears when you realize your divinity you are the infinity a curious affinity for growth will manifest both the mother and father who took a note that they would forget chaos take a day off to process your lust for the entity you do not trust bust out of hell and leave your shell because I have something to tell you grab parchment and a blue marker the colors are getting darker and words are pure magic you must write to disrupt the fabric
of the universe because the ethereal curse of your heart's evil inclination baffles the nation under sedation that they are selfishly using the light is losing the spiritual war and the lore of this bright story might make God see his own glory but you must see yours first
make magic with your marker before mother earth gets darker and break the conditioning binds that have kidnapped your mind or your decisions will blind you from the unconditional love that you're destined to find the unconditional love that you're entitled to for the hues of hate berate your watercolor paint though your purpose has always been to create mimic your author before it's too late don't bother with the consumption of program presumptions for underneath your organism lies a divine entity who only sees a phantom in the mirror
the end is near unless you hold your brothers near and become the warrior who interrogates fear for the mere purpose of your life is to wield the knife of unity and destroy the scrutiny that destroys true freedom liquefy the solid laws and correct your artificial flaws so you can embrace your undesirable emotions and learn to love the commotion of your inner world