NT

Been a long time

Oh my god
Pretence has become a bloody cough
You cant stop it,
Only thing you can do is gurgle and gulp it

Oh my god
Confusion has become our new best friend
You cant ignore it,
Only thing left to do is to sleep with it

Oh my god
Death has become a new trend
Don't change it, or you'll look like a Chinese robot
Try to look pretty in it.

Oh my god
Drugs have become our mast
We try to steer ourselves but we want to feel like a pirate in a bathroom stall
So we try to be something we're not.