Whateverness

[Disjointed - Hook] Little spiders on the world wide web On the world wide web, on the world wide web, on the world wide web My word, my word, on the world wide web Little spiders, brittle spiders [Verse 1] The world is my puke bag News flash, rude ass youth passed too fast Laying on bluegrass spacing, dawn flew past In a moon drank and booze can induced trance Later wakes, in his bed, major pains, in his head Vaporwave, internet, razor blades interject 808’s, heartbreaks, saving face, parlays, cigarettes Darn shame they ain't really give effect Grab my ample fix of fantasies at breakfast After eating, back to being a parasitic mess, get Back into my bed, red eyes it's not the haze Neighbours playing something loud as sound that a copter makes Tucked away, forever, may thy be never found Go away life, I explained why I ain't around Today and now see, I'll leave the house when a cow leaps Over the moon, browsing, loading em toons, drowsy [Hook] [Verse 2] Phone off, taking no calls, don’t write me either I’m busy trying to find a feeling to put inside the speaker And figure out the bitter doubts constricting my behavior Writhing anger, biting fingernails, nails, nails Hanging by a tiny anchor, while the whales, whales, whales Passing by, unhappy spiders slander snails, snails, snails Frail, baggy gaze he lackadaisical Dabbling in painting, masquerading as relatable I really don't care, anymore I don't care Terraform a moon, I wanna move on it alone where I'll stare into the sun, and have immeasurable fun Fuck whoever Alice is, all my questions will be gone Fuck you Seven, it's whatever Sorry parents, it's whatever, fuck you everyone who ever lived, I'll perish it's whatever I'm done caring, shit, feeling anything is embarrassing I don't care a bit...