Hologram - It lyrics

Yeah you sure Heard right-ears deep in the firm curb like Urge spiked to peep verses this irked nerd writes; Words might just hurt worse than his cursed dirge life Which in turn's what first forced him to swerve curved knives... 'Cause my thoughts have murk perched right All around 'em just like the pellets when Nirv's Kurt died... As if I thought 'em through quicker than hurled spurs. I Twist and turn my wrist's 'dermis is hurt; nerves fry Ajar, planets of pain expressed by my blurred third eye It's best Leela don't look any further. Aight? If you won't listen then, I will serve her, pipe- Down; to not give f**s... like, lazy pervert types... Or sike! Herp derp. Feel my fervor's might You're nervous as sh**; Order murmurs as Hors d'oeurves, Sprite Split drinks, see Me chop Styx; Slurp-slurp. Try 'Jeez.', Mary, Joseph, 'Pa, his Son and the bird guy