looking at this planet like nothing wants to happen right everybody's sad and hyped waiting for the right time to grab the light jump on the bandwagon, pantomime acting like everything's clandestine most don't realize they don't have the time to be fuckin around till it's half past nine stare at the time while it's passin by doing the stupidest, not askin why shirk opportunity to laugh and cry and wonder why their lives are massive lies addicted to habits just to pacify ignoring the fact that they have to try to become something that you like if you ever wanna be the kinda brand they buy whatever happened to imagination? it's just been replaced with procrastination hooked on porn and masturbation no fap musta reached saturation there's filthy minds with no sanitation if you get too close, it's contamination they try to draw you in with animations cuz they wanna control your soul, no emancipation you can liberate your self, go back to basics prepare for when they attack with spaceships alien ideals will attack your brain quick and try to convince you that you don't have to make it but that's bullshit, if you got a chance, then take it even if you fail, you gotta dance, you caint quit get your ass back up and stop actin basic let the music blast, you don't have to stay sick