You are unlucky,

I found the strength in myself,

Punches fly from the deep

Deep

Deep~

*Deep*

"Deep"

(Deep)

...Deep..

We emerge, pressure.

I have eclipses in my eyes.

I have not gone crazy,

All the other geniuses have gone crazy,

That even in each other's random "gases" they see a "SIGN",

Prophecies,

"Bone to bone" I want to beat so much.

Not a miscarriage of society -

This is surfing

posthumously,

I am fucked up, but no one notices;

"Didn't sleep again?!"

this is my regime,

A computer for me is a clamp for the nose.

It stinks... it's fighting

Someone has shit themselves, you can't interrupt with your "sweat attack",

Chill has run away, didn't leave a note,

I'll curl up into a ball, lick the empty bowl.

RrrrrRriiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiip