HOW I FEEL IN THE FORM OF SPORATIC BARS

The lyrics was a 9 The Voice was a 5 Hate you hate them very much Disassociation over love Masquerading in a boring shell inside always feeling slightly numb Born to be stoopidy dumb Pull me a toolie just to see em run Got me a drum if that shit not enough Blend in never that ugh I say grace because the woman gave me birth f*ck religion i believe in where we come from Origins of dirt Die in what your worth Die in what your motherfucking worth Spas'n nonstop finatic Cap'n they got bob sagit Lack'n in life no games all action Slack'n mistro always stay distracted ah Demon Talk In and out of reality i suppose I compose My own distorted mind thinking about how your happy Meds they act'n passive not on purpose Wasted rather keep myself up on shelf No higher purpose fire burning up my soul Ain't nothing left I tried to visit me a god Two times but kept reaching the darkness Not really sure what it is that happen Micro napping Tryna find that feel for it again I really miss the bloody lovely ugliness I must confess Faithless faithless I've been feeling hella Really hate that feelings shit get all up out them feelings shit I hate you hate them Really hate that feelings shit get all up out them feelings shit i Unapologetically myself Underneath a meat sack of dying health Running out of time not much to be said If there really is a king then off with his head Unapologetically myself Underneath a meat sack of dying health Running out of time not much to be said If there really is a king then off with his head