Stuck wishing there was something else when always I'm surrounded by
positive enforcement,
says we're lucky to have been born here on earth.
code switching with the bros at work,
I'm always such a sucker for pointless
interaction where values are a fraction of worth.
Nothing to outwit when everywhere you fit.
no order to replace, when everything seems safe.
I don't want to talk about it now,
or honestly forever cause speech is a
reaction when thought is the distraction of birth.
just wanna make another song and maybe I'll feel better:
feel like I'm not cheating, like no one's born competing for turf.
Nothing to ignore when everything seems
boring, nowhere to escape when everywhere is safe.

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