Bedroom
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Bedroom
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Welcome to the mental of the infamous one
Kid in the dungeon, that watches the sun set while he's hunched in
His bedroom, feelin' celestial, while he's restin
His head looms, watchin' him sleep from across the bedroom
Headphones, act as a barrier from the human realm
Just a futile film, that keeps him safe from the goulish hell
They ask him to let himself fall into the 9 to five
Go to school, then graduate then find a job
Spend ya life, rotting by the side of briefcase
But this kids an asshole, the laziest cheapskate
He's desperate to cheat fate, always tryna rebel
A teenage, angst ridden bottomless well
The world's biggest hypocrite a walkin' contradiction
He wants to change the world, but he can't walk across the kitchen
He's always dismissin' anyone tryna help him, he's helpless
He fell victim, to himself. He's the worst kinda selfish
Yo, so
Where you gonna go
When your bedroom's gone, and you're sulkin' on your own
Whatchu gonna do, when the harsh reality
Come fallin' outta ya dumb skull and tramples you
Yo, so
Where you gonna go
When your bedroom's gone and you're walkin' on your own
When you're knocked in the face with your own mortality
While you're walkin' in place, you're a corpse without a future it's on
How many articles can you read
Before your head explodes from useless information?
Youthness is a crazy thing, who invented aging?
I do the stupidest shit on the stupidest occasions
Capitalism? How bout I rap you a system
It's sad that you could take a lesson from a ravenous fifteen year old
That stabs at his wall with his wrapped up fists
An atheist rapper that's basically nihilist, I bet his parents are proud of him
Corporate fascism, he contemplates absurdism and politics
And plots of viscious overthrow from inside of these walls
And his oppositional personality's gonna kill em
Sobriety? Your jokin' right? My life it needs variety
I'm alive in these walls, out there? I'm just an outcast
Let's see how fast I can outlast those foul bastards
I feel like I'm never gonna die and that's a shame
Because my life is just the same thing over and over and over
I don't wanna exist. I'm a lump that consists
Of the dumbest opinions, and something clumped in his fist
I wanna be different, but I don't wanna get up
And face the world, I'd rather sit here forever
And shrivel up, where's my energy? I'm energyless
A bitter fetus, of what I could be if I gave a shit
Hate the system, atheism I'm a walkin' stereotype
Mortal enemies with myself, without a future it's off
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