HOLS: Hxrny On Line Sindrome

Shafts and holes, slap and pull, leave these Totems to the flesh inside my soul All i, wanted, was some, self, control But now, all i, can think about, is how those Shafts and holes, slap and pull, leave these Totems to the flesh inside my soul All i, wanted, was some, self, control But now, all i, can think about, is HOLS My sense of self really took a decline When i realized im too old to be horny online Pieces of myself i dont know how to express Unless its beamed over the aether thru text It just builds up in my chest Until my brain is going wild at best, feral at worst Wrong person meets my gaze, ill b paired w/a hearse Stumble thru walmart with some pustule to burst The way u recoil, it used to hurt... But ive since grown numb Pass the seconds with a tap of the thumb When i get home its time to dab myself dumb And crank my to some trash Feed on fumes til im back to the ash Cuz im too scary to get dick or ass So the snowball rolls Gathered mass from all the scrap that it pulls Deadlier, with every telephone pole My dying damacy Fire burns with nobody to be At this point, its kinda funny to me Could make some money for me Shafts and holes, slap and pull, leave these Totems to the flesh inside my soul All i, wanted, was some, self, control But now, all i, can think about, is how those Shafts and holes, slap and pull, leave these Totems to the flesh inside my soul All i, wanted, was some, self, control But now, all i, can think about, is HOLS Molded in the world of asterisqué inclined, It should be no surprise i grew up being horny online For someone who's so groom-ed my hygiene is pretty bad When the gamer cave gets humid its probably from my a- Took a lot of struggle to get to my current nowhere Kept trying to depart it but couldnt afford a home there So im stuck. struggle in quicksand, ur fucked Hit the gutter or get that shirt tucked But im at my fucking end, with the schizophrenic game of pretend I have to play around these parts if i dont wanna be dead Stay home instead - smoke away the thoughts of piling debt And angry friends who i forget about for months and then just leave them on read After i send the latest crap i wasted all my time to dredge From the tiny shred of mind that still sees dots it can connect My carbon and water are at their limits About to join church if i survive the next scrimage Shafts and holes, slap and pull, leave these Totems to the flesh inside my soul All i, wanted, was some, self, control But now, all i, can think about, is how those Shafts and holes, slap and pull, leave these Totems to the flesh inside my soul All i, wanted, was some, self, control But now, all i, can think about, is how those Shafts and holes, slap and pull, leave these Totems to the flesh inside my soul All i, wanted, was some, self, control But now, all i, can think about, is how those Shafts and holes, slap and pull, leave these Totems to the flesh inside my soul All i, wanted, was some, self, control But now, all i, can think about, is HOLS