i gotta get out of here i'm going insane all of you people are just eating my brain i can't wait until i'm just dust not even bones with no more skull to bust no more sun and no more trees and no more fucking social fakery dunno about you but this isn't a life a busy fucking bee in a robot hive i can't keep it shallow it doesn't feel hollow i don't feel mellow i don't feel peaceful sink below or stay on top no way out just total rot nothing else makes sense to me click the tab and delete me --- no more rockefellers hamburgers boring conversations toddlers & tiaras social dilations infected doorknobs laundry detergent obligations tired inactions psychic contractions telemarketer calls bad chinese food sports fans paying the rent bank account shitty movies dvd collections idiot talking to me taking the bus birthday parties shopping malls voice in the hall four white walls sirens wail fucking mail