Nature's Experiment - Indigo Child Lyrics

Disenfranchised, but they magnetised
To the concept, they just killing time
Keep on supping on those Blueberries, basic ass Zoom sessions
Of family you never speak to, but now you do
On a wave cause she gave you a bit of space
That you wanted so bad
But now you rummaging through that bag
White entrails on your cards and keys
Pretending you don't want that bittersweet sympathy

Somewhere I've logged myself into an astral game
Somewhere we're not in pain
Somewhere I don't use her for self gain
They've padlocked fate to our ankles on this mortal plane
Eternity is fleeting by, a great glass ceiling in the sky
Beam me up when I'm done
Wrote this and got chills, I'm here for Bukowskian thrills
Wishing, wandering, yearning, looking through the window sill
Took an Indigo Child's pill

I want her to tell me it's good, when I know it's not good
Elevated standards to the point where I can't accept a mishap
From anyone
Sounds mediocre, I just need a big ass that I can clap on
Yeh, yeh I know
But what else is there at this point
She aint mothering no child
Yeh, yeh I know
Yeh, yeh I know

Somewhere I've logged myself into an astral game
Somewhere we're not in pain
Somewhere I don't use her for self gain
They've padlocked fate to our ankles on this mortal plane
Eternity is fleeting by, a great glass ceiling in the sky
Beam me up when I'm done
Wrote this and got chills, I'm here for Bukowskian thrills
Wishing, wandering, yearning, looking through the window sill
Took an Indigo Child's pill

Took an Indigo Child's pull

Don't give me that soul mate, partner shit
They'd be just as happy with anyone else
Not gonna put you top shelf
Just cause' you put a ring on it
You still pay for shit
They only gonna let you hit, less and less
Pop another Vicodin and watch her undress
Let the eerie silence fall, get depressed

Somewhere I've logged myself into an astral game
Somewhere we're not in pain
Somewhere I don't use her for self gain
They've padlocked fate to our ankles on this mortal plane
Eternity is fleeting by, a great glass ceiling in the sky
Beam me up when I'm done
Wrote this and got chills, I'm here for Bukowskian thrills
Wishing, wandering, yearning, looking through the window sill
Took an Indigo Child's pill