Psychosis

 

But for me / I wanna feel dull on the daily

Lately life's been hazy and I been feeling lazy

Desmond thinks im shady, didn't do a single thing to lose trust

But maybe he's / just sick of the same thing repeated daily

My presence is as pointless as my whole existence

The difference between him and me is he can go the distance

I'm too jaded to see my prison as anything more than it's true nature

For me - the greater my failure, the more stranger I notice my neighbors

Behaving / it looks like he's aiming / an ar 15 at my chest

Jesus christ I think he's suspect, looked closer noticed he's possessed

But I wake up from my rest, was it a dream or all a test?

Feeling completely unrested, vulnerable and unprotected

I'm alone but im used to this, cant ever get used to feelings of dread

Keeping a syringe of fentanyl next to my bed

Knowing death is close to me makes me feel blessed, even less stressed

My life is a toilet and boy did every choice I ever made

feel like a coin flip that was hastly made, almost coded and generated

By the matrix, no not like the movie, just like a preloaded script that

Continues forever like im just an artificial intelligence