This is a song about "Makenzia"

Dial up words but they're not in service

I'm the kind of kid whose main purpose is to shake earth's surface

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

But now its whatever, knowing your the batter of another man that matters,

Dial up words but they're not in service

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