We twist our lives of insecure minds
With hopes and dreams of what's left behind
You cry, we talk
You laugh, We stalk
Chaos is just another word for disorder
You people learn so many things out of order
Nothing is real and real means nothing
You people disgust me with your bougie fantasy
Bring it all, back to me
We are one, family
My heart is broken why can't you see through to me
No one else has eyes in this vicinity
You lucked out
You plucked out
You f*cked out
You lose all sight when it comes to mind control
You lucked out
You plucked out
You f*cked out