Swimmie Fish - OPTICS Lyrics

Click, type, move, drink
Wake, sleep, ride, bus
Miss, late, meet, drone
Talk, shit, get, fat
Stressed, out, no, sex
Feedback, stay, home
Hide, things, jerk, off
Brick, wall, die, slow
Youtube, bed's, home
No, clue, what, next
Hit, o, late, check
Cards, stay, maxed, out
Work, free, new, year
Mind, cloud, no, clue
Hit, o, check, hits
Cards still maxed out
This is the sound that your mind makes
Shadows move quick in the dark
And you can't slow down
And your lungs can't breathe
Cause the air cold, tight, and it's thin
Get your mind right, wiped from the stress of the sight
Two-tone, two-faced
A prick that picks parts to play
A Porsche driver, easy decipher
Only three things: it's life, death and optics
When furloughs the topic
A gun's a great way to feel a little better
Making little people feel a little hella lot worse
Put your jewels in the purse
Disperse a room of fake friends who'll curse when you cock back
Done