...yet again

You pretend

Like the world is gonna end

Who will then ask a friend

How did last weekend end

Ye

How did last weekend end

I don't know how to show

What is even ammo

Oh

How can I forget the reason I believe in

With all the stupid lies to cover my eyes

Probably should've acted on treason under my skin skin skiiiin

I don't really care of being sincere

My mama told my eyes goes square now

I'm the package of all that I fear fear fear feeeeaaaar

I don't really care

No

I don't really care

If my eyes goes square

I don't really care

You don't really care

We don't really care

And I only curse

I don't really care if I never find

If he's still alive inside the cat asylum

I don't really caaaare

If you don't shut up

I will call the cops and get you all doxed

Oh please not the cops oh my g**

So the cops of my thoughts

Are bleeping out my thoughts

I can feel it in my guts

They are coming to my block

Can't look inside box

Is the cat alive or not

Make me orthodox

I am scared of my thoughts

Live in a constant state like an empty shell

Just to survive every each day

Cause if we stop to block any kind of deep thought

We would realise we're lost in the box

In the sea

Of 2D

Content

Reality

A constant box pov

There must be another way to

See

Can I let go of the ground

Cut the leach set me free

See the whole world circle around my feet

Kitty Cat is lost but at least now he's free uh

Kitty Cat is lost

…yet again

How can I forget the reason I believe in

With all the stupid lies to cover my eyes

Probably should've acted on treason under my skin skin skiiiiin

I don't really care of being sincere

My mama told my eyes goes square now

I'm the package of all that I fear fear fear feeeeaaaar

I don't really care (Kitty Cat)

No

I don't really care (Kitty Cat)

If my eyes goes square

I don't really care

You don't really care

We don't really care

And I only curse

I don't really care if I never find

If he's still alive inside the cat asylum

I don't really caaaaare

(doing their duty)

Oh please not the cops oh my g**

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Run

Do you ever find it fun

To live the world through the box's son

As an appetite is a must

Let the sea now swallow us

As we OD on the sea

Call it drowning

Spiral all way down where you found me

Everything is a constant now now now now now

From the symphonies album to the chorus

Entertain my Grammys wow wow wow wow wow

For winning the one second chorus

Can you feel the saturation in the ears and eyes

Everything flashing like purified juice and fries

Yeaaa

Who could've guess

Fast food is really kind easy to consume

Can it be the perfect diet to die to

Can you feel the acceleration of consumption

Up the axis Y

X is time in the box of mind

You can't Z and control this