Lyrics

[Verse 1] Can't tell if I've de-transitioned Can't identify my life's mission Can't settle on one position Can't trust licsenced physicians Complex mental division Obfuscates my religion Resorting to submission I'm on my knees and I'm begging again I'm begging again Sublimation, no breeding Something tells me I'm not succeeding Satisfaction is so fleeting I wonder what it is that gives me meaning Semiotic and exotic So erotically hypnotic When I sleep I'm not dreaming of you [Chorus] One, two, three, four I don't wanna feel like shit no more Left right, big fight Can't pretend I know what's right Five, six, six, six I just wanna skate, relearn my tricks Do what I feel Not concerned with what is real [Verse 2] "You dont make breakcore anymore! All you do is whine into your microphone It's making me snore!" Just wanted to get inb4 someone states the obvious The old me's outta the door "I never really liked her music anyway" Among a hundred other things that people like to say List of types of people in your bio that you wish that you could kill And I say [Chorus] One, two, three, four I don't wanna feel like shit no more Left right, big fight Can't pretend I know what's right Five, six, six, six I just wanna skate, relearn my tricks Do what I feel Not concerned with what is real