I don't get sold
the charity is very
reprehensible



I don't get sold
my features make one feel
very old



in my basement
there's a vault
that doesn't get
revised a lot



If you peek inside of it
There are blue eyes
Waiting hopefully



sneak a leash on me
and I will chase
foreverly



meanwhile underground
are we on pluto
playing golf
and grabbing hold



on spaceropes
I secretely discovered lice
losing focus
in my house under the neon lights



I don't want to fit in I'll never conform
I'm like no one else just like everyone
and it's hard not to determine
why I'm not very different



I just want to be part of the boodle
I just want to make amends
but fuck them
I'll follow the controversy in the end



the truth is
it's a bunch of feelings
hanging with monstertoads
is kind of relieving




the truth is
I have a best friend
so I put the lotion on my skin
or else I gets the hose again