Adam Nicholas Moyer
Accidentally turned into
A Jack Nicholson wannabe
Knock-off Kevin Abstract – Boyer
Please do not reach out to his employer
Sike, nevermind, now we on good terms
I got some racist lil’ hick fired
Still gonna yell no
No white saviors
Still gonna yell no
No white saviors
Still gonna yell no
No white saviors
I’m gonna go to hell, my dick taking my brain
I’m gonna go to hell, my dick taking my brain
I wish I could be John Candy or Chris Farley
I sit back and watch the track’s dope
Opening lines come back to haunt me
Smoke dope to pass the time
With peach moonshine and menthol nicotine
Anhеdonia wreaks me harder it mauls mе
Grateful but so lonely
Unvaccinated miss hugging the homies
Guess I’m uneducated because I said f#ck a google meet
I got sh#t to deal with, leave me be
I never thought I’d live through 2020
I never thought I’d live through 2020
Happier off ’em than on ’em
No collection of the weather
In Autumn
Sweater heaven in my bed
Writing out, riding out
Finding light
Hiding in house
Staying in and awake
Cabin fever wrecked the day
Vanish
Vanish
Vanish
Vanish
It seeps
It seeps
So deep
Can’t eat
Feel as though
We didn’t meet
Rest in peace
It seeps
It seeps
So deep
I can’t eat
Feel as though we never never never even-
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I’m blown out again
The heat, the heat
It burns my hand
I hear noises through the aisles
Or are they just in my head
Down below, it was me
The end
Scratch my head again
What the f#ck else can I do with a pen
I crack my neck
My teeth are clenched
I’ll miss every person I’ve met
Watch the flame run through the letters
Fill the lines, burned lines
Unblur your eyes
& Hurt not
I cry to dream
The wind, the rock
Home return
Burial down
Yeah
Grounded little life
With no sign of lifeform
What did I even used to feel like?
What did I even used to feel like?
I’m waning to Java
What did I even used to feel like?
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What did I even used to feel like?
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I’m waning to Java
Realist
Limited perception
Nihilist
Maybe just depressed
Pessimist
By accident
Nonstop wit
A lil’ unhinged
Manic
In a good way
Manic
In a good way
Look out kid
They’re policing your schools
Protect yourself
They want your JUUL’s
And to see you naked! (Huh?)
Abruptly turn a little musical
Step out
All the gatekeeping
The silent treatment
The body and social media image issues
Stim-man
Friends separate (Stim-man, stim-man)
That’s the problem with these kids, man
Stim-man, swimming
And all the stigma will never go away
Stim-man, swimming
And all the stigma will never go away
Stim-man, swimming
Let it fill up slowly
Feel me, please me
Reel me in
Listen clearly
I’m a schooled
Miserable clean-cut
Kid better strike a pose
Fresh breath of air
Close your eyes one time
No longer there
In deep rest
It’s for the best
I fall
I fall
I fall
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