[Hook] I am no longer afraid of the darkness I can walk straight into apartments [Verse 1] My girlfriend drinks too many Bloody Marys and I'm a bloody mess This is how people find marriage And I have found the light at the end of the tunnel I will yell Hellfyre Club through seventeen muzzles If you wanna fight me you'll need seventy muscled men Clad in the finest chainmail Chain links click spam filter My how time makes man shrink Ego, id, FLAC, lossless files The demands of this modern life My boss is the arbiter of strife But I am my own employer so that can't be right Too scared to ask Kone for what beats are left I should have gone to school to become a pizza chef Whoa I slung a bandolier of granola bars And drank a basin of frozen stars [Hook] [Bridge] I screamed out Ishmael, right before my visions failed I've forgotten how I read in Braille This bread is stale This bread is stale And you will hide your face when I've decided it is my turn [Verse 2] Panic attack rap for my weirdness Fit nerd urchins third person narrative structure The fairy tale's ruptured like veins on fat people I'm no royalty, I just act regal Daydreams of bald eagles A Wittgensteinian an*lysis of Busdriver's pulmonary palimpsest I'm just another member of the choir singing too loud Singing out of key, singing 'til his vocal chords threaten to burst Never wanted the lesson to hurt I busted the urn with the ashes of my ancestors My friend is deader than a doorknob, poor slob I would have prayed but I didn't want to force god, to pick sides What a sick ride when I roll up on my When I roll up on my When I roll up on my When I roll up on my zephyr Like I was son of Goku, Gohan I swear my frame has too many photons Sacrilegious throwing empty chip bags at pigeons Mig Welder, felt my insides turn quicksilver My wit's been pilfered I don't give nil, sir Let me sell snack foods on train rides I will give pep talks to black dudes and scared brides These are my people, singing out of key hymnals [Outro] You can k** each one of my best friends And I will write them songs on my palms like I didn't f**ing notice