Why is my bed on fire?
Is this the picture your phone dreamt?
We all thought this was gonna be flooded
How the fuck could you mix this up?
Have you got your news together?
What’s going to be the distraction piece?
Maybe it’s not even about the money
Maybe you even care about this
They begin to give me just a little
The fathom of waste
And be set on this den forever
It’s not the one that I chosen to be