So I, drift away until I feel nothing
The pain hurts less when you're f*cking
I think it's arrogant to think we know something
Fly on the wall, shit, I'm bugging
And now I'm gone, don't call me because I ain't coming
They're tapping on my shoulders, I can feel my feathers ruffling
Not to be rude, but this the end of the discussion
Fly on the wall, shit, I'm bugging
Self competition
My fingers slipping, I'm itching
To make the worst of decisions
The hurt, the pain that I'm given
Could drive a sane man that's driven
To drive himself in a ditch, and
Ditching all of the wisdom gifted from the past generations
Flipping all of the symptoms of systems they think are winning
That's really failing to mention the hate they giving the infants
And what they're teaching the children, leads to addiction to pills that's
To fill the void they're not filling
Because the pills are not healing our hatred
So I, drift away until I feel nothing
The pain hurts less when you're f*cking
I think it's arrogant to think we know something
Fly on the wall, shit, I'm bugging
And now I'm gone, don't call me because I ain't coming
They're tapping on my shoulders, I can feel my feathers ruffling
Not to be rude, but this the end of the discussion
Fly on the wall, shit, I'm bugging
Self deprecation
I hate the way that I say this
I hope that satan is flaking
On promises that he's made, 'cause
I am not willing to fake it
And I don't need to just "make it"
And I don't want to hear statements about how my time is just ticking
The feeling filling my patience
I'm passed the brink with the hatred
I know that my heart can take it, but it still lingers like fragrance
Illuminating the dates when I feel I'll never touch stages
Stadiums are awaiting, so, for now I'm just staying straight driven
So I, drift away until I feel nothing
The pain hurts less when you're f*cking
I think it's arrogant to think we know something
Fly on the wall, shit, I'm bugging
And now I'm gone, don't call me because I ain't coming
They're tapping on my shoulders, I can feel my feathers ruffling
Not to be rude, but this the end of the discussion
Fly on the wall, shit I'm bugging
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So I, drift away until I feel nothing
The pain hurts less when you're f*cking
I think it's arrogant to think we know something
Fly on the wall, shit, I'm bugging
And now I'm gone, don't call me because I ain't coming
They're tapping on my shoulders, I can feel my feathers ruffling
Not to be rude, but this the end of the discussion
Fly on the wall, shit, I'm bugging
Self competition
My fingers slipping, I'm itching
To make the worst of decisions
The hurt, the pain that I'm given
Could drive a sane man that's driven
To drive himself in a ditch, and
Ditching all of the wisdom gifted from the past generations
Flipping all of the symptoms of systems they think are winning
That's really failing to mention the hate they giving the infants
And what they're teaching the children, leads to addiction to pills that's
To fill the void they're not filling
Because the pills are not healing our hatred
So I, drift away until I feel nothing
The pain hurts less when you're f*cking
I think it's arrogant to think we know something
Fly on the wall, shit, I'm bugging
And now I'm gone, don't call me because I ain't coming
They're tapping on my shoulders, I can feel my feathers ruffling
Not to be rude, but this the end of the discussion
Fly on the wall, shit, I'm bugging
Self deprecation
I hate the way that I say this
I hope that satan is flaking
On promises that he's made, 'cause
I am not willing to fake it
And I don't need to just "make it"
And I don't want to hear statements about how my time is just ticking
The feeling filling my patience
I'm passed the brink with the hatred
I know that my heart can take it, but it still lingers like fragrance
Illuminating the dates when I feel I'll never touch stages
Stadiums are awaiting, so, for now I'm just staying straight driven
So I, drift away until I feel nothing
The pain hurts less when you're f*cking
I think it's arrogant to think we know something
Fly on the wall, shit, I'm bugging
And now I'm gone, don't call me because I ain't coming
They're tapping on my shoulders, I can feel my feathers ruffling
Not to be rude, but this the end of the discussion
Fly on the wall, shit I'm bugging
The pain hurts less when you're f*cking
I think it's arrogant to think we know something
Fly on the wall, shit, I'm bugging
And now I'm gone, don't call me because I ain't coming
They're tapping on my shoulders, I can feel my feathers ruffling
Not to be rude, but this the end of the discussion
Fly on the wall, shit, I'm bugging
Self competition
My fingers slipping, I'm itching
To make the worst of decisions
The hurt, the pain that I'm given
Could drive a sane man that's driven
To drive himself in a ditch, and
Ditching all of the wisdom gifted from the past generations
Flipping all of the symptoms of systems they think are winning
That's really failing to mention the hate they giving the infants
And what they're teaching the children, leads to addiction to pills that's
To fill the void they're not filling
Because the pills are not healing our hatred
So I, drift away until I feel nothing
The pain hurts less when you're f*cking
I think it's arrogant to think we know something
Fly on the wall, shit, I'm bugging
And now I'm gone, don't call me because I ain't coming
They're tapping on my shoulders, I can feel my feathers ruffling
Not to be rude, but this the end of the discussion
Fly on the wall, shit, I'm bugging
Self deprecation
I hate the way that I say this
I hope that satan is flaking
On promises that he's made, 'cause
I am not willing to fake it
And I don't need to just "make it"
And I don't want to hear statements about how my time is just ticking
The feeling filling my patience
I'm passed the brink with the hatred
I know that my heart can take it, but it still lingers like fragrance
Illuminating the dates when I feel I'll never touch stages
Stadiums are awaiting, so, for now I'm just staying straight driven
So I, drift away until I feel nothing
The pain hurts less when you're f*cking
I think it's arrogant to think we know something
Fly on the wall, shit, I'm bugging
And now I'm gone, don't call me because I ain't coming
They're tapping on my shoulders, I can feel my feathers ruffling
Not to be rude, but this the end of the discussion
Fly on the wall, shit I'm bugging
Writer: Connor Cockrell
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