Andrew Huang - Cooped Up lyrics

He's cooped up again, making tracks Rhythm is the only escape with him But listen to it, maxed out volume He's visiting back Teen years in a prison so deliciously lax I've been here Watching as his body withers and frays As if his skin's wishing, reminiscing physically A bit underweight Living today with no vision of slipping away Bitter to taste, it's the robot shot he downs like it's just the chase Every day a hot new mix in the place I can face the closeness But what translates waste approaches Hiding 'hind the the music is just plain psychosis Don't ask me how i know this Something to do with the way i learn through osmosis Dreaming he could be the perfect host to your hostess He's split a number of ways One bloody drug'll have him coming for days Somebody say something Alright man, so let's go with the dextro But please, remember to just breathe And flex those sobreity muscles Like more oft than not The hustle is a job for nighthawks who thrive in tight spots His light darkness is a mic rocked