text: Whats up?
  So my tensions, feed me
  Im fucking hungry
  Degrade me
  I want my gun back
  Lifes a fucking résumé
  Experience, credentials
  Experience, the process
  People freaking everyday
  White lights, sitting inside
  And then you get sicker than you
  Get a little better than a blasphemy
  Mommy, has a vendetta against daddy
  Walls are set up
  Baby, is sad to find that daddy
  Exploring only
  Lifes a fucking résumé
  Experience, credentials
  Experience, imposters
  People freaking everyday
  White diligence, sickening and pessimist
  It is a lot worser than it appears on the cover of a...
  Hold me, so my tensions
  Degrade me, Im fucking hungry
  Feed me, the walls of comfort
  Exhume me, I want my complex back
  Cold naked man, picked off his scabs
  And fed them, to the pigeons
  Help him, hes so cornered
  Kill him, you mercy mourner
  Lifes a fucking résumé
  Experience, credentials
  Experience, the imposters
  People freaking everyday
  White lie, running inside
  And then you get the complete sentence of a...
  Hold me, fucking hoses
  Help me, until my tensions
  Graze me, Im really hungry
  Degrade me, I want my complex back