Текст песни Paradigm - Ace The Plumber

Spit it out son
Know what you're about son
Crowds are clueless when your swinging it about son
Clean your act up some
And the sum of your actions will act
According to reactions
Born in blue light internal fight for
Connection beyond this firewall's door
More at 10, 9 reasons we hate ourselves
As we severe ourselves from the outpour

Ask more of the future you sure it's worth sir
To benefit off of generational torture
More pure perfection the cost of erections
Gold bar a pill while we rig the elections
Sit tight stay real fat
Keep pumping and dumping in the laundromat
Lay down with your worried head
Pop our name brand pill to get you to bed

Hate the norm so exhausting
Rather dream a dream no matter how much it's costing
Frosting hazy mental sight
Brain keeps itself up no sleeping at night
Time speeds up the longer you live
So tip-toe memory lane with your bib
Try not to awake your doubts
Reminds you of the way drunk daddies shout
Personify the husk living your you
Your head's in the clouds cause there's something to do
Why you out of 300 million?
Why you out of 300 million?

You're kidding him
Sitting in sand with my OCD
Mr. Anxiety is approaching me
Insomnia justa bombing a
fragile façade keep on talking um
Chatterbox clocks in to work
Fat trap shut cause the people he works with
Don't get shit done no more fun
5 days a week wanna reach for a gun
Why does my mind drift to self-harm
Alarms sound loud stare now at my arm
What kinda mind decides this hide this private
Lying tying knots nobody can find it's a
Horrible twist when my mood swings
Nervous as hell when my phone rings
Stay upbeat I'll lie to myself
Refuse any other means to reach out for help

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