It Glitches and Peaks and It's Not Properly Mixed but It Feels Good

Why do you say those lies, baby?
Why do you act so weird lately?
Have you stayed home sober?
Have you fucked me over?
Why do you do those things to me?
Is it cause this, ladies?
Is it the future ain’t brighter?
It’s a world of fake fighters
I don’t know why I’m in by that
I can’t tell if this is something different, something
You can think my heart is empty
You can use my brain against me
Leave this place or
I’ll leave this
Something I smell things that make me remember the feelings I had when I lived
with my mother, but is it just flashbacks? Am I under attack?
Something I feel things that make me remember the torture I went trough when
locked with my mother, but is it just flashbacks? Am I under attack?
Hating, it’s dumb
Hurting, it’s dumb
Why do you do that?
Why do you do that?
Fucking, it’s fun
Laughing, it’s fun
We should do that
We should do that