Trolley Problem
Cricket!
3:38Feeling nothing hearing buzzing eyes are straight ahead In the morning ill be boring if I don't break my fucking neck I don't know how to fix this and the shame has reached its limit The world has started spinning so evict another tenant Assassinating social status trying to fit in Cause this ain't a conversation its the gold I want to win My worth is based on numbers based on smiles based on lies And my personality is just a waste of fucking time I'm a ghost I'm a possum I'm a Harper and a freak I'm alone like I wanted but now I got nothing to eat Cashing out from the victims from the misery I sold No one is gonna fix it, so leave me the fuck alone Leave me alone Go for the gold