Unsightly

[Intro] I'm closing all of my curtains Putting circumstantial thoughts into words and Um... I keep tossing and turning Wonder how to make myself more of a positive person I guess I'm in the process of learning Conversing concepts in front the faucet, I'm certain Introspection’s important Or could call it coercion, grounded, scoffing at birds and- [Verse 1] I'm a product of my environment, faulty merchandise And false marketing, still uncommercialized Targeting an audience of mannequins in theater seats Carving them with perty smiles, flattering appeal to me But - I'm not a puppet, I'm a real boy The bottom of the bucket bought a prominence of nil, void As a lil' boy, killed time with real cunning Stuck steel in sockets just to fucking feel something Mom, I wanna be a rockstar Gilderoy Lockheart, pockets full of copper and a poptart Hopping in the boxcar of Pandora, lock jawed And anxious when asked 'bout a band or a pop song (What's wrong?) I don't know, many things Already treading very thin ice I'm not the nicest But I try, and if I could I'd write with every limb Inside of an aquarium, I'm making waves and drowning in work [Hook] What the fuck was normal again Ignore the dents on my table, phrasing vorpal against The jabberwocky, can of coffee as my helmet in battle And a belt full of packets of sugar for all the blends What the fuck was normal again I'm stressing, you can tell it from the way I'm holding my pen Excessive thinking to the brink of blinking sounding loud As shouting, trying to drown it out but I don't think it's going to end [Verse 2] Everywhere I go I see my walls Maybe cause I don't go anywhere at all, dissolve my many cares In drawing, falling on my bed in tears and balling With teddy bears, where do I see myself in 20 years Making it doing music is less a Rubik's cube And more a coin flip, where making ladies loins drip And moist is a crucial move, poignant moody dude Rather take a chance than be appointed to a cubicle Uhh... My spirit animal is a crow Pump my body full of mineral water when alone Trying to fill a hole with a twitter post, I considered For like a minute despite my pride in writing shit in Code, so you have read between every line Streaming Adventure Time and feeling I’m very fine For real, on a quest to find legendary rhymes Defeat the demon, free the people and- oh nevermind [Hook] [Verse 3] Jealousy is ugly but Celebrate and love me, I never get enough sleep, my bed is getting dusty As an archaic broom, stargazing, playing DOOM We can parlay if bizarre tastes are okay with you I’m talking paint in spoons, utilize my tongue-brush Pronto, a calm flow euthanize your humbug Jon Doe, kinda wish I lived in Toronto Like - Scott Pilgrim, my watch killing my time though Fucking hate responsibilities and growing up Somber feelings open up my throat, I feel like throwing up For a moment, float above the clouds then coming down again Sea level, fuck, I’ll drown again, I’ll drown again, I’ll drown again I just wanna be around my friends Maybe move in to be roomies, tho I don’t know how to rent I’ll figure it out I guess, apologies if I sound depressed The problem is, I’m awful at wrapping my head around my stress