Verse 1:
Got this ice box where my heart used to be
You broke my heart worse than malpractice surgery
She screamin' at me, you nothin' special kid
Ego instinctive no filter must be the id
I'm mad at the world, mad at this girl
Mad about pretending to give a flying fuck for her
But I know my worth, Christian household
Grandma had legit vision, faith planted in my soil
My mom taught me I'm more than a pretty face
More than artistic athletic merit, in any case
It's just that ignorance was bliss for too long
She wanted to conquer my mind like King Kong
The situation miserable, pathetic, pitiful
When I’m with you, I feel so damn invisible
Our love story tasked as arduous
A happy life no longer in the cards for us
Heartbreak: a chemical compound that
locks the soul down
So in order to escape I seek the rebound
Coldly she asked me are you in love with me
Or do you love the idea of being in love with me
Can I rock with you, ain't so sure
Cuz if your love the serum there must be no cure
Can't take away the pain of what this was
So by virtue of apathy depression my drug
I'm broken...

Verse 2:
Invested so much time in these relationships
Now proximity got us on this bullshit tip
You only speak to me cuz I'm in your sphere
Constantly question if I had none would you be here
Cuz when I was single the only time they cared to mingle
Remember back then they stan'd when I had no futon
To sit on, now they ghost like energy drinks
They tryna skin a cat alive like a Sphynx
Pourin' whiskey inside a lonely mansion
Memories racing faster than the Shinkansen
I’m catching premonitions, shady visions
They only trying to look after my commas like Quicken
Like a police frisk, blatantly, involuntarily
Violating the boy for his mere existence
Must approach from an objective perspective
Motives funny like Jim Carey but I'm no detective
Against these steel walls I clamor for safety
No reservations some in the corner waiting to snake me
My talent infinite but they ain't seen me in a minute
They want to know what I can do for their investment
A singular target like an empty shooting range
Parasitic behavior behold the mange
If I ain't on and poppin' their interest droppin'
Cloak back on for withheld emotion ayo
No question I'm broken…

Verse 3:
Life imitates art more than art imitates life
Sometimes your wrong more than you cared to be right
Screw what I knew before, cuz when it's been raining
For so long you appreciate a beam of light even more
I don’t want to live a life that’s cookie cutter
So I strive for unique confections, truth inflection
Mad confused by our connection
If God sent you to me the direction a crash mid-intersection
I’m tired of this disease causing so much dis-ease
Sanitize for your sanity the policy
Tryna deep six this heinous mess like Faucci
But a KitchenAid couldn’t help me process this
Authority strikin' necks like chickens as if kosher
We ain’t noticed the pot slowly boiling over
Crazy that the ship going down with the captain
But then again weirder shit has happened
I pick up the pen and detail a world shifty and ill
Is pain the only path or can I get a better deal
Was after real, but reside in fabrication
Can I get a unique step or am I history's afflation
Bold enough to beat the break down? Can I shake ground?
Or will the poet soweth the seed for mental funeral mound
They say arts a vehicle to make you feel something
By that token, think you know where this is headed
Motherfuck it I'm broken…