All my lyrics start with "I"
or the second word is "my"
just how much space do I take up
inside of my own fucking mind?
I heard you live in a crypto mine
where it's 90 degrees all the time
and you spend all of your cash on slime
making YouTube videos for
no one
else but you could take the pain away
yeah, you said you'd make it go away
yeah, you said you'd take me far away
now I'm standing in your empty place
Gas so high shorty driving a pallet jack
Joe Biden just died in a fucking shark attack
It don't matter, none of this matters
now come and blast some cigs with me
I'm never lonely but I'm always alone
I'd call you homie but you're never at home
and never answer, even though
you're always on that phone
Caves of Qud at 369 psychic glimmer is insane. Every room I walk into has a 50% chance of containing 20 guys, each with their own personal armies of psychic thralls, all trying to explode my head with their minds at once. This is like what social anxiety makes you think getting on the bus is like