There's an affliction of addiction
that's raw to predict.
The way the ocean moves emotion
with an elegant set.
It waves and raves in an empty cave,
Tell me where is your heart.
Beating and rapping and tapping inside.
Tell me please, Are we close to the start?
Where we sit down, rock around,
close both our eyes
Snap into the vain of celebrity lives.
Find a needle, dull the pain,
click that shit till you go insane.
Stand up now, walk around,
and open up those eyes.
See the affliction of addiction
that's hard to predict.
The way that diction flows
from fiction shows
it's easy to bet.
That Bill and Ted
said Excellent!
but who knows when.
The most-bogus-ghost
goes coast-to-coast
so close to our friends.
So post another toast
Cuz it's easy to sin
When you get a like
and set alight
a paper-thin win
Sent from a Satellite
That's sole designed
to sell your soul in
There's an addiction to affliction
and that's where it ends.