This is a song about "Funn"

Dial up words but they're not in service

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

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

To revolutionize banners, killing like cancers here are the factors

At a funeral service lurking and snatching purses

Is low and is only get worsed you might as well be under a curses