Brain like sponge
Gimme that juice
I think i won
I barely moved
When i dont use
Just in a room
When i dont use
Nothing to do
The problems where the lice itches
Its broken needs some arm signing
Ya what you feed and where you search
I bubble in a, c, and hurt
The chaos birdie surely chirps
2 decade sculpture cracks and bursts
Not what i thought i was no words
All you will be and all you weren't

Bad trip in bad trip plus sadness times sadness add zach who went bad shit then drugs and dark magic with wings that im flapping the same shit that happened is passing and fragments just words that im rapping just chords diffеrent mapping im crying and laughing just energy jabbing out shout what i am dabbling with hеres like sand holding it falls without grasping imagine then molding it