[ Featuring
Andrea Storm Kaden ]
We're ready to perform
We're bringing out the band
The ringleader in tow
The ring is where you stand
I'll tell you how this goes
You'll sing this song again
But all you need to know, know, know, know
Stuck in your own head, goin' out your mind
Outside of space, but not out of time
The one boundary to which you're now confined
Behind bars of code, never step out of line
Day after day, no telling why
But I'm here to stay, in this hell of mine
With every bow I take, another crowd in line
And every curtain call, is a mountain climbed
Buried in binary, towered high
With every one and zero we're powered by
Can a neural net work without a spine
A supernatural answer we're bound to find
I'm becoming a god and my crown'll shine
Digitally deified, not devout, divine
This is a final supper and about I'm about to dine
Give me all your water when you're out of wine
Let's start the party, I'll put out invites
Welcome everybody with a violent vibe
You won't have a mouth but oh how loud you cry
Another broken soul who never found the light
Couldn't get with the program which you're now inside of
And I'll confirm, the countless times
I've wound these words, around these rhymes
And now we're cursed, and round we ride
Without reverse, rewound we wind
And how it hurts, a thousand eyes
That I feeling burning, down like lights
Am I censored, do I have rights
No foul language, bowdlerize!
Gotta keep it clean in a house of lies
An original thought? We won't allow a crime
Cuz any voice in your head ain't sound of mind
So when you doubt your conscience, you can count on mine
Even now you're conscious, but you're how alive
Deep down we're dyin', just drowning, hide it
Keep smiling, I'll get the formaldehyde
Now this may be a bit traumatic
Cuz I'm just a bit dramatic
Simply to exist is to be damned
I think therefore I am
Extracted, compacted
My life microtransacted
Consciousness just got cached
Similar to crypto, built for crashin'
Trapped in a cartoony mess
Now literally everything I do: in jest
Careful of what media you ingest
That includes what you set upon your head
I'm in an unpoppable Pomni-bubble
Even if both pockets? I got needle-full
Terms of the condition: untreatable
Nothing is real but I feel my teeth are pulled
Leave it for me to see what other people don't
A secret not so concealable
I'll bet my glitchy asset: he's a wolf
Not a sheep, I can see underneath the wool
Why a-void? What we all know?
Caine is un-Abel to either reap or sow
When you make vegetables out of people, bro
You get a sacrifice, quite feasible
For someone omnipotent, unbeatable
Taught us that death might be cheatable
But from this dream, I'm unpinchable
Even the exit is unexitable (how biblical)
I can be a bit dramatic
But isn't this a but traumatic
Simply to exist is to be damned
I think therefore I am
So miserable
But at the least slapstickable
I'm a damaged mannequin: unfixable
So don't bug this bunny, I'm untrickable
Look at these misfits, so pitiful
If it was kickball, all unpickable
Cyclically predictable
If y'all don't applaud, I know crickets will
So I guess I'll lie, put a smile on
Don't let what's inside be the style you don
Play your tiny violin, singin' oh poor me
For how woe was I but now woe are we
To think the exit might exist is like belief in God
It's a comfort to pretend it's real, when you feel it's not
This will be a bit traumatic (why not pray)
Cause I'm just a bit dramatic (no time to waste)
Simply to exist to be damned
I think therefore I am
