Testo di Flesh

Stuck, in, my, mind Get, me, out I been sad, I been tryna get a grip I been getting mad at shit that don’t make sense to me If only you knew about my brain and everything that goes through it Daydream about all the sex and the ritual sacrifice I could commit Throwing your heart to Amitt Kill the machines Watching your world fall apart at the seams What if they learned to breathe? Upload my consciousness when I'm deceased Around my neck, rep the crest, till I take a rest Trying to avoid droid ploys, won’t escape n-o-i-s-e Locked, in, my, mind Get, me, out