E-tank

Lyrics

Verse 1: I ain't no MegaMan, I ain't no higher power Exponentially shocking, I'm plugged in to never cower Only bring the heat, man, bathe in fluid lighter shower Devours hippie flower power with sour hours Of our outer glass, protruding our circuit boards in Need of infallible truth, wield these perfect swords, always Towards another rewiring, no metaphors but I Met a force so true, I call a facsimile, so I'm Civilly killing the industry in between enemies and Those who I'm calling my friends: a socialistic misery, I Ain't no robot master, but this sin is still in code Progressing steady through the wait, I guess that's called a load Chorus: I'm broken and I feel like you're the only one to fix me up I'm choking and I feel like air no longer really brings me luck I'm broken and I feel like you're the only one to fix me up I've spoken, I'm hoping this token will show the world what's up Verse 2: I really need an E Tank, running out of energy 'cause Eventually I'll be a recyclable in the dump Losing sensory touch, for centuries dust, (I) bet I'll be so Much up in your memory, I hope you're there for me because I'm Shooting hate at walls, but it all goes right through it, oh, I Blew it, lady's out of proportions, call her "Miss Construe-it," man, she Really makes a splash, that's moral exaggeration, I'm Needing patience for Satan and all of his masons, basically I'm On another level, really doesn't feel much higher, asking Are these choices mine or am I just another liar? Iron I never knew loving, please God fulfill this desire, Iron I need E-Tanks dire, diary scenario's fire, gone Verse 3 (DAX/sohly.ist): Acidic the flow, it's sin city, you know, I've Been fitted but now I'm a quitter up in this show, my Hope's ridden, oh no, my soul's hidden in snow, I Won't get it, that E-Tank, it's scrapyard death, feeling cold Trying load assistance, via code and sync up to resist Every simile that's sequencing corruption in my soul Forgiveness, had no place in this reality, drowning In the guilt of my past, present, and future me (So) long, arrivederci, man, I won't die on my best note Just know, every line I write is killer - Death Note Wish to vanish, presto, none of y'all contest, so None of y'all can test Sohly.ist, DAX, and The Holiest Stuck in iterations all destined for the scrap heap A "Hard Knuckle" right, treble cleft like a "minor G" Picking at my game, "Russian Roulette Music Industry" Infamous for praising nonsense because "community fame" Fame is a palace with no home in it, I'm not an Hombre, chills when my bones set in, I'm telling y'all I've Given up the searching 'cause my pain will only worsen, how my Blessing up here cursing me, this life is just a burden, see, call Call Light, it's an emergency, but what's the difference Everyone is just dust, searching for purpose The blind looking for answers, The deaf waiting on sirens The depth of this emergence, is set within our circuits screaming Aye, I can't think about it, aye, tell that Wily "dale" Aye, can't spell life without an L, I F'd Each Time, peace to Dave Gonzalez, aye, answer, no se cual es Aye, ProtoMan just how I'm glitching, my will is invalid Spinning off my Axl, Zero chance to fix what I've become Product of my pride, a Vile mess of biometal parts Aim the cannon at my temple, count to ten then trigger it Hope to scatter all of what I hate as I disintegrate away