Mr. Error available totally mediocre lack of self esteem choker
In my head when it rains being aware of truth is smart
Feelings dazzle truly presentations raw with wave attacks
Need time to know myself beyond imbalanced memories
Mr. Error status corrected online connected
Baby if I burn well it will be my freedom plus familiar with doubt coals glowing suicide pins seduced by needles
And yeah men cry shedding perspectives dying birth during every update
Fear of failure fucking me without mercy am I giving allowance claiming ignorance
Gods I wish gods could be peace appearing in my bedroom with tips
Let it be amen off lips instead I see abandonment until I empty mental ammo clips in fallacies
Now you’re blessed child hold on it’s almost through like shots mommy and daddy would help you through
Gotta sneak into some woods while fasting and dump heavy rains via eyes
Or is error life?
