Eating Cardboard

[Verse 1: Pretty]
This is for the freaks that know me
A little something if you're weak and lonely
Yeah, I heard word that your speakers said, "Blow me up"
The gas wake you up like you breathing ammonia
I keep a cookie cream wrap, double-stuffed even if it's bare necessities
I'm in your pic-a-nic, you dare to never mess with me
I swear I think they really scared to get the best of me
But they're still questioning me where to get the recipe
I never followed any model that they stressed to be
I'm in the catwalk taller than the mezzanine
This the greatest shit you ever seen
I can't believe I did it all without amphetamines
I was an Adderall-head back at seventeen
I could've had it all but I had to let it breathe
Uh, had to let it breathe
'Cause peace's better than the bread and the cheddar cheese
And pleasure's better when the weather's in the seventies
And the sun feels like heaven
When you get a breeze with the top down
Swallow Ls like Houdini with a key if the cops' 'round
They have to take me out of retirement like FOXHOUND
But now they got the whole city on a lockdown
I got a big, bad feeling and it started in my feet
Departed from my peak, now it's getting hard to speak
But last time I heard I had you shartin' in your sheets
I'm eating up your carcass in a feast

[Chorus: Voiddweller]
Found a corpse next to where the antiques are stored
It's just me, choked to death while eating cardboard
Paycheck bounced, now I'm dead on the floor

[Interlude: Voiddweller]
Now where's the fuckin'—oh, there it is

[Verse 2: Voiddweller]
Been working doubles at the fucking Dippin' Dots stand
At Little Saint James, feeling fully fucking goddamned
En route to second job once the heli lands
Selling bottled waters at Live Aid for several grand
Stupid fucking plastic worth than my life
Elysium with Matt Damon where he gets inside
The fucking kiln and the supervisor walks on by
Hand that feeds doesn't care if I live or die
It's simply cheaper to not kill me, so I don't feel guilty
When bluehairs past fifty fuck off so swiftly
I hope they die in loop, squandering the youth
Hippies, toothless fools, fuck the yuppies too

[Chorus: Voiddweller]
Found a corpse next to where the antiques are stored
It's just me, choked to death while eating cardboard
Paycheck bounced, now I'm dead on the floor

[Verse 3: Voiddweller]
Post three days in the tomb, I climb out
Reanimated which sucks plus I find out
They just auto-billed my account all the fees
Now it's debtors prison, Pepsi farm, on work release
Now every pop star do the fucking John Lennon
Do the fucking John Lennon
Now every politician do the JFK
And then do the fucking John Lennon
Today's to-do list now in my hand
First bullet point, dig up Ayn Rand
Resurrect her then kill her again
Force fed her an Amazon warehouse then I'm Zen
Now watch Ayn Rand do the fucking John Lennon
Do the fucking John Lennon
Now watch Ayn Rand do the JFK
And then do the fucking John Lennon

[Chorus: Voiddweller]
Found a corpse next to where the antiques are stored
It's Ayn Rand, choked to death, dead on the floor
Full of cardboard from the Amazon warehouse

[Outro: Voiddweller]
Card, cardboard, still poor
Malthusian fucks can eat my whole ass
Bunker preppin' for your geriatric shitty wrinkled mass
Underground, your every need duly attended to
But can't keep your own security from fucking killing you