Cell Phone

Hooking up with rattling cattle in my call to sad again My wall is not having it, my torture is magic Trying to get my cell phone number remembered I break blocks, locks, chalked lines on the dock Don't need to respect, definitely don't need to cop I'm blushing, rushing blood to my leaky stomach Caught me in a fantasy, but woke up and restrung it Never trust yourself, you'll feel a whole lot better Your brain's a bag of meat when your ego is shredded Got myself locked into this jury case Public, no defender, because you're all waste F*ck around with it and get sent to the capsule Swallow, let it clear you from the inside like an asshole Corny jokes and stupid plays on words for attention I walk around the street bowing my head like don't mention it I fucked myself up long ago And now I know the only way out's no need to know