Moving digits with youths' swingin' hips
While you cherry pick the pages
Bought a ticket to break down a life
Not seeing the fine print
Revealed under black lights
But you sleep while it raves on
I left my head to sprout dream gardens
Her leaves extract the pages, I can't write it
Wake up, wait, what the fuck news
Always an arm's length
A way to abuse fragile minds
Prey/pray on the weak
Buy extended life
With the blink of a smile
Artificial "like"
Can I call this work?
Writing down what hurts the most
Review each trap I set
Digital patterns, spring-load automation
Reveals black hole simulations
I wish I could see through the pain
I can't call this work
Click bait posing no solution
Perpetuate the problem
Drown your friends in their beliefs
The party's underwater
What was your ticket?
The parties underwater
Have a hell of a cost
Just then light penetrates your lids
Nightmare rewound, you can breathe again
I walked along that river bank
Curves by your house
Said a farewell
To giving a fuck about all my doubts.
It seems the worst things always happen
It's a matter of time
Your story will end
And the sun will still rise
The stars are out, shooting
While you close your eye
I am
Opened inside