You, you, ya wake up
Daily born into a world that's made up
and it's you against the voice inside that watches and (laughs at you)
And it's a bother, I mean always hearing things you wish you wouldn't a thought of but you
Don't even really notice it anymore;
another ritual born that (laughs at you)
Like, yeah, it's okay in a sinners own way it
evolves Atelier
So it's worth it
Sometimes
No I take that back
You know it's something
"You know it's nothing"
Said two pigs with straw stick lumber
Tell them it occurred this way
Done scared away Miss muffet
Terrified and effin frightened of personal hells like making a fool outa yourself or just answering the phone
Or things logically false like you still think that a stranger just (laughs at you)
Creme of the thought, disorder goes wild, they on memes on their phones so you feel like a child but you're eating alone in a booth on the side and the people at home said nobody (laughs at you)
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