Kabuki

The creators made a mistake



They’re unhappy with their purchase



20 years too late, lost out on a trade



Just a wasted egg in mum’s basket



My brain turned out all wrong



Guess I wasn’t quite ready



Give me a chemical fixer, a brain elixir



To kill of all self-hate, and the rest of me too



Ain’t not life of the party, in bed you will find me



Sleeping out the days, I kiss goodbye to the night