clap clap clap rub my lantin spawn a genius genie at random then appears a daitie a ghost a phantom man out here like why i ask questions about my week about my hunt for self welath and fandom self doubt is always what it talks about at moments inside myself its thats quick fuck no im not handsome she dont stick you throw your temper tantrum all frisked going off all on rant and then some wrong phone number who is this why the fuck are you standing sitting down lounging shouting out all about my redrum come fill my floors with your blood if you test my doubt nice taste how about now and then swill it around your mouth the afterparty is cooling down i hope you had a good night out of town because when you leave they dont want back around im serching for satalights and future sounds who needs em yeah im still on barking mode all greaving dressed in the deep agian the pain is my only friend so i need to trust in my gut to be feeling good feeling good i already told you man to knock on wood for luck just like we should but happiness is only archive you live alone all by yourself in the community of the misunderstood then you can be free you can be free indeed