So my tensions, feed me
I'm fucking hungry
Degrade me
I want my gun back

Life's a fucking résumé
Experience, credentials
Experience, the process
People freaking everyday

White lights, sitting inside
And then you get sicker than you
Get a little better than a blasphemy

Mommy, has a vendetta against daddy
Walls are set up
Baby, is sad to find that daddy
Exploring only

Life's a fucking résumé
Experience, credentials
Experience, imposters
People freaking everyday

White diligence, sickening and pesimist
It is a lot worser than it appears on the cover of a

Hold me, so my tensions
Degrade me
I'm fucking hungry
Feed me, the walls of comfort
Exhume me
I want my complex back

Cold naked man, picked up his scabs
And fed them, to the pidgeons
Help him, he's so cornered
Kill him, you mercy mourner

Life's a fucking résumé
Experience, credentials
Experience, the imposters
People freaking everyday

White lie, running inside
And then you get the complete sentence of a

Hold me, fucking hoses
Help me, until my tensions
Graze me, I'm really hungry
Degrade me, I want my complex back