I fucking hate all these feelings in my fucking veins That all you have to do is to choose between lanes And i don't fucking overreact To be real its a fucking fact Cuz people these never try to think abstract They only interact And substract All these variables They keep the logic packed To keep the extract Never distract Until the moment of impact exact Your mind is getting hacked But okay come in Keep your mind in the doorway And live with me in pure sin It's a feeling of lose lose not a feeling of win win you get it you dumbfuck Your phone is ringing Pick it up who's on ? Probably that thing whichs called life Now hang up and run Your time has begun