This is a song about "Bts"

You spend days in your room to look perfect on the surface,

Dial up words but they're not in service

Service the discursive lurkers in the furthest mergers of a scary circus,

I inclined the bastard / to fight or i will use my knifes 'n' daggers

Secret service insurgents observe me nervously

You might collapse and take a nap for all of eternity