comminute or hyperretroact play tug of war with my heart or my mind and I might just pulverize under a crush on you play tug of war with my heart or my mind and i just might. filled up to the brim, i think i'm crushed in a vice but i can't say i mind i've got a thing, i think for you but what should i do? i won't hurt you, but that's what i'm made to do I'M GENUINE AND EVERYTHING I SAY IS GENUINE [....] KINDLY TAKE A CHANCE AND LOOK AWAY WHEN ALL OF ME IS SANGUINE I'M TRYING TO DRAIN TIME BUT IT'S TRUE! I'M A PRESSING ISSUE! I MAY JUST TEAR, BUT THEN I'D LEAVE SOME STAINS ON YOU I PLAY TUG OF WAR, JUST A PRESSING ISSUE, I MAY JUST TEAR, BUT THEN YOU'D HAVE SOME STAINS AND give me grace. i'm radioactive too...

They put metal in my mouth It's there to keep everything in line; A waste of time, I'd tell them, but I think that's their intention. Scrape and scratch and pull at all the teeth and things I need to breath and eat, I'll cry but it'll be fine. Pain like this resides over time. (Put metal in- Everything-) I've got teeth that hate me. That's what they like to repeat I would trade them all for money, but things have changed, and They plan on breaking my jaw. I'm gonna let 'em do it. They know they're gonna stall, that's when they're gonna get bit! They wanna break my back, they're gonna make it happen. Nobody expects me to fight back I don't have the energy to care about it. I don't got the energy to even wanna think about it. Ill physically, metal shouldn't be injested. It was put in clumsily and now they see the consequences. "We'll fix you!" I don't see anything. Now you meddle in it all and I will hit the ground running, Ophadontists and their cousins orthanims, they try to mold a puddle of clay and expect it to mold their way... They put metal in my mouth It's there to keep everything in line; A waste of time, I'd tell them, but I think that's their intention. Scrape and scratch and pull at all the teeth and things I need to breath and eat, I'll cry but it'll be fine. Pain like this resides over time. Now my gums are bleeding, They're growing over my teeth, They'll peel 'em out for money, a routine change. [...] They have the nerve to tell me that it's nearly over for months on end, like I can't feel the time passing, book a new appointment, buy some coffee, try to floss next time. That angel's passive, I don't know if she knows I don't want to waste, they're starving me! I've had it! Framing me as nothing but a bad habit! Still things change. I don't have the remembering memory, and I don't got the energy to even be a human me I'm ill physically That's the only place it counts. Covered in lumps and cuts that they say aren't to cry about "We can fix you!" You've done enough already. Bracing me against a wall, I hit the ground outside. Orthodontists and your mothers strike a mass of stainless steel in need for it to dent. Are we there yet? I did an inspection the other day, and something was awry, the faded scars of stitching done when I couldn't remember. Are we there yet? I did an experiment yesterday. I guess it was alright, but I might die if I am braced for any longer. Am I done yet?

sirens are sounding so loudly and i'm sorry you're concerned for me? you shouldn't be, y'know? I'm Living My Best Life that's what they told me so don't be alarmed there is no need to be there is something wrong with them but it's okay, it's okay! i only want to worry you don't need to hurry! i am being pushed to the edge but that's alright! i'm safe! i've no need to be seen so you shouldn't see me I am sounding alarms. They're accidental. Direct your attention somewhere else, will you? I do not mean to unload so much on you. Klutzy, clumsy me, behavior alarming. I know you have it worse so don't you worry! I know I'm dramatic! That's what they tell me! I live a perfect life, so I'll be sorry sounding false alarms, sounding false alarms, "I can tell that things are not okay." (Accidents and accidents! I am so very, very selfish. Worthlessness, sacrilege, I don't need help to exist.) "You have no need to lie to me." (Aren't you broken? Are you hurting? I will stay apologetic. You don't gotta worry, no, see You don't gotta worry, now,) There's no need to look at me when you have it so, so much worse! Yes, I'm trapped with them, but It's okay! It's okay! I only want to worry, so you don't need to hurry! I'm very near to the edge, but I'm alright, but I'm safe! I no need to be seen, and you shouldn't see me! I will spend my life with them, but I'm OK! I'm OK! This is no need to panic! Why would I panic? Losing balance, kissing the edge, I'm alright, this is safe. You care too much about me, how you shouldn't see me!

BUT I CAN'T HELP IT. I CAN'T HELP IT. BREAKING, I'M BREAKING! I NEED YOU TO SAVE ME! I'M STILL LOSING BLOOD AS I TRY TO REPLACE ME. MY JOINTS STARTED STRIPPING, IT SOUNDS LIKE THEY'RE CRYING NOW. I CAN'T KEEP PRAYING. WHEN YOU DIE, WHAT HAPPENS? THEY WATCH FROM WINDOWS, A PANOPTICON. I SEE CAMERAS FLASHING. I DON'T KNOW WHAT'S GOING ON. METAL WEARS, IT SOUNDS LIKE IT'S WAILING NOW I'VE GOT AN ISSUE, AND I Can't Help Myself I HEAR SOMETHING FROM OUTSIDE: "It does fantastic! It's a real work of art. I can see that it's bleeding, but it's doing its part! I don't think I can help it, but I'm shedding tears, you see? I can see me in it, it can see it in me." BYSTANDERS WATCHING SUCH A GOREY SCENE AND SPECTATORS GAZING ON FROM A SCREEN BUT I CAN'T GET THE HELP THAT I NEED. ITS WORTHLESS. I SEE. THAT'S ALL THAT I'M MEANT TO BE. I CAN'T HELP IT. YEARS OF DECAYING I NEED YOU TO TURN ME OFF. TIRED OF ASKING "WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU GIVE UP?" I'M LOSING TIME, I TRIED TO REPLACE ME, THE JOINTS LOSE TO RUST. DO I SOUND LIKE I'M CRYING NOW? WATCH FROM BLOODSTAINED WALLS, PANOPTICON OF TEPID CONVERSING I DON'T KNOW WHAT'S GOING ON. ACID IS DRAINING, I'M SMOTHERING IN WHAT REPEATS. I'M AN ISSUE, AND I CAN'T GET BACK ON MY FEET. I HEAR SOMETHING FROM BEHIND ME.

You, little girl with the worn out faces Wanna take a break? Wanna take a break? Wanna take a break? You’re in deplorable condition, friend Find a way out of the state you’re in You, silly guy with the bright demeanors Go take a look. Go take a look. Go take a look At the things they are hiding, friend Find a way out of the maze you’re in

brain rot: the dilapidation of something important you forgot you neglect the simple things like your i-dots and full stops busying your mind still you nod off (IT'S A GODDAMN NUISANCE KEEP YOURSELF DISTRACTED PLAY YOUR PLEASANT MUSIC FIND YOURSELF EJECTED) [...] look at me. i don't hate you. see how i can tolerate? you have reasons to be absorbed in your trance-like soporific likes of yours your mind's decaying and you keep it rot away-ing (KEEP THE SPIRALS SPINNING KEEP EYES LOCKED ON NOTHING LET YOUR LIKENESS STAGNATE ENEMIES ARE COMING) you there? you hear me? you're back in your little dream world melting you i think you neglect the simple things like your eyes i pull the plunger i worriedly tell everyone its mush and yet you're alive but you neglect the simple things like your life look at me feel the present look for me. feel my presence. brain rot: the dilapidation of something important you forgot you neglect your simple things like your i-dots and full stops cutting off your mind you'll soon be lost (WHITE NOISE IS INCESSANT MAKE SOME INTERFERENCE TAKE YOUR SELFNESS ELSEWHERE EVERYTHING WILL SILENCE) where'd you go? still stuck in your mind, i know is that all you are right now? snap out of it! look, then ground. feel the present. you have reasons to be absorbed in these trance-like soporific screens of yours you block it all out is there something threatening you now? (WONDER IF I'M THREATENED? IS THAT WHAT'S HAPPENING? IT IS NOT IMPORTANT. IRRELEVANT, NOTHING.) you there? testing. can you tell me why you hate me so? what did i do i think you neglect the simple things like your eyes i feel pity i worriedly tell everyone that he's a goner i bring you back to see me honestly, you're concerning me and i can't do anything why do you attempt to drown yourself in something you know It's a ======== of your little mind.

yet you still ram into me with every word. it makes me fall every time. be glad I'm still alive. i know it isn't your fault. i know I'm very light and fall at the gentlest touch. you push me close to the light. customary, customary. i don't hate the things we do. i am not an abhorrent person, but what am i to you? see all the feet below me? i'm pondering falling as we speak, as we speak, but for now i'll keep dangling my feet. no, i know you care about me. that's just what you're told to do. yes, i take your words seriously. indeed, i'm listening to you. i've disabled many sirens you don't know what i let in, i let in, i let in when you tell me to listen. sirens aren't gonna sound. i am not important now. i'm dangling on a ledge. Gravity, she beckons Death. if i'm pushed too hard, i'll fall. if you startle me, it's all gone. i'm a fragile dude, and i wanna live, i do yet you still ram into me with every word. it makes me fall every time. be glad I'm still alive. i know it isn't your fault. i know I'm very light and fall at the gentlest touch. you pull me close to the light. ideally, ideally, i don't know how it would end. you're an authority, but i treat you like a friend though, i'm aware that everything'd fall apart in just a bit, just a bit, i have no want to rush you through it. floodlights at the bottom of the building would illuminate viscera of a being filled to the brim with hate. i'm afraid to tell you more about the gruesome end, my friend, just know you have no need to listen. sirens aren't gonna sound. i am not important now. i'm teetering on a ledge. Gravity, she screams for Death. if i'm touched to swift, i'll fall. if you topple me, i'm all gone, i mean not to be rude, but i want to live. i do. and yet you still barge into me with every plight. it makes me fall every time. be glad i'm still alive. i know it isn't your fault. i know i'm very light and fall at the gentlest touch. you make me move toward the light.

(Incline. I need a taste. Overflow. I need to...) Up stairs and stages, Sprinting toward a light, See the peak of the rollercoaster, Yelling that I'm so close! The final stage is when I'm blinded by the light. I approach the peak of the peak, and when I'm there- I'm =========. I need a load off. I got no way to avoid such a mess, I've got tinnitus. I stood up too fast, I got no way to avoid such a mess. Then I'm a coward. I took a load off. I got no way to finish up myself. I've got tinnitus. I arrived too early. I've got no way to release myself. And go ahead, leave me lonely if you want, I guess. I've no need to be so desperate, I don't know how to ask you for less! I don't want to feel you, bet I feel the damn same. If I'm the only player then I might like this damn game! [...] And dilapidate, tripping up the stairs now A rickety roller coaster I don't want to crash The final stage is when I beg a ghost for more. [...] This is cowardice. I need a load off. I got no way to avoid such a mess, I've got tinnitus. I stood up too fast, I got no way to avoid this mess. But I'm =========! I need a load out! I got no way to finish up, I need tinnitus. I'll succumb to vertigo, but I've got no way to release this self!

I'm not a synesthete, but the sky today is loud like the end is soon nearing. I can leave this earth at will, so it will be allowed. That's how I'll have it be. Singing Redstone leaves me lonely. I can feel universes fall apart, I feel like I'm dissolving, I think I'm in love, It's like tearing my face off, Making it my mask, It's like finding a reason, A question to ask, It's like everything. It's like my bones are escaping and Leaving me something horrendous and terrible. Rockets launch. The planes take off The trains leave their stations, and I'm the only one. Let the sky fall! I'll be buried. (And that's ok!) Mind things stood tall. They don't scare me. Lighten up! Your brow is furrowed tight Take, like, a breath or two. I was alone tonight, But it seem you're here, We can both live in fear. The end is so near, It's nearly crystal clear now. I burn hot... all applaud! ...they forgot. ...hobbyists ...happy they exist ...resort to this ...in bucket lists. And I'm no weatherman but the sky today is low, did the clouds begin to fall? Naive no more, the door's closed so what's ending it all? No survivors left on the ground. I can make universes blast to bits. I am more than you could ever fathom, goddammit. They left me alone here, and I'll make 'em pay, I scattered the remains of the horrors they made. I'm everything! I'm the ending unholy. I'm sloughing my skin off, you'll finally behold me. Malevolent phantom. Malevolent glory. This is the ending where I get to kill. Let it crush me. Try to bury. I tried. End all. You don't scare me. Loosen up. Your joints are locked in place. I took a look behind us and we won the race! We shall annihilate, reality be damned! We're the tiers of fate, we're the hearths of hate, and I'm a glowing red blackbody! Keep applauding while this changes a lot, and they forgot, and the hobbyists, and how they existed, and resorted to this, we burned their bucket lists.