Must be wretched
[V1: Teether]
Weaving tapestries from pain in me for tangible receipts
I trade for better things most folks will barely see
Peep the synergy between each fiend that's breathing
European gleam around me looking down on stagnant scenes
Can barely breathe
Gasping for air that I'm in need of, honestly
Claustrophobic streets control the distance reached
From West to East, a sprint I crave weekly
I undertake it, we pour it in and shake it up to no avail
Eventually, could blow it up like whales, beached and frail
Waiting for the afterlife, knife held to the strife like run, bitch
Right hands in the front, my dead dreams in the trunk and thumping
Every bump a concussion, write off my cells each night like watch this
A party trick I keep right up my sleeve in times of peril
Bevel across the edge, acknowledge privilege when it missed the rest
My head's a rental, I pay for peace to keep from snapping pencils
Page a mess, I never fucked with stencils
Never got the gist of living in a grid and straying far from going mental

[V2: Realname]
I’m the next, fucking step in evolution
They’re just useless
I don’t need them, I’m not human
Look what they did here
Don’t call me one of those things
So cold I’m numb but, so numb I’m comfy
Sorry I’m dumb, I’m cum
Come undone I’m Humpty
Look what I’ve, left behind
Not enough, death defying
Testify it dying in a