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Sub Urban

WHITEWALL

 

WHITEWALL

(album: HIVE - 2022)


[Sub Urban:]
I'm a popular boy, got so many trophies
(Pull my string like a Ken doll)
I won't speak unless spoke, ultraviolent mind
(Masturbate to a white wall)

When I talk, talk I don't ever talk, talk, talk
When you talk, talk, you can't help but talk, talk, talk
When you knock, knock you just never knock, knock
(I'm so happy for you, I'm so happy for you)

Lock all my friends up in the asylum
When they all come back, they all just reset
That's why I won't go, when I'm arraigned, no
I won't plead crazy, I know they can't change me

When I talk, talk I don't ever talk, talk, talk
When you talk, talk, you can't help but talk, talk, talk
When you knock, knock you just never knock, knock
(I'm so happy for you, I'm so happy)

[WHOKILLEDXIX:]
Popular boy
Yeah, the life it come easy, don't it, they're in your homes
Taking pictures of your kitchen cabinets, let's have a toast
We're creating, profit-forming habits, money coming in
And to y'all I am not shit without it
Oh, uh, I forget life for the most part
Being sentient is so hard
Feeling I wake up with no start, n-n-no start
Brain dead, so far below like a basement
Autopilot all my days spent
A battery for your Matrix, ma-matrix
My life is like a horror story
D-d-deep in my head and they tell me to
Most times I feel like they know more than me
They just might, just might, just might

[Sub Urban:]
When I talk, talk I don't ever talk, talk, talk
When you talk, talk, you can't help but talk, talk, talk
When you knock, knock you just never knock, knock
(I'm so happy for you, I'm so happy for you)

Lock all my friends up in the asylum
When they all come back, they all just reset
That's why I won't go, when I'm arraigned, no
And I won't plead crazy, I know they can't change me

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