Parasite

You can do anything The professions aren't limited "But what if I don't care?" Like us, your chances must be fair You're a bag of flesh You'll die when the time is best I'll make sure that it won't hurt But you can't take more than you deserve Nobody can see What it is you wanted Your hands are purple from preserving A meaningless life, "There's a point in living!" Why can't you just settle for good pay and safety cause Joy is modest, joy is normal It will never come to find you You'll rot away, lose your mind to Isolation, lack of family I know they can't handle a parasite Like yourself You can go cry to yourself But dreaming is bad for your health A doctor is what you will be Two children, but no true true family Why search for a test (You're here) When living is the second best (You're now) You'll never be able to fly (Don't fear) Your wings are tears you must cry (Let it out) They don't understand Their life will be what they have planned Blood is tearing from your back You want a life that's fun and bad Wings will sprout and take you from A world that doesn't give a f*ck So why haven't they appeared yet You'll die waiting at this rate You're smart and pretty and you'll be rich and famous Are you a fucking idiot