I Wish I Was At Home Playing Mass Effect 2 Right Now

With the all black mask full of tricks
Keep I keep it out of risk
What's enough?
When they ask what I miss
What do we say
Running it back reminisce

I stick in the backbone
My spinal tap is sucking stone
Straight down the marrow
Like some shit I cannot swallow
Go back
Can't trace
I won't cut shit shit through
Like the strain on my net
Can't dodge the path
I won't forget it now
Tie one last chord until it fits me aight

You got blood, black
Pumped full of petrol
Okay

I got HUDs stained
Tracks like a metro
Okay

I'll derail
This square no tetra
Out of touch there's a stigma of rust surrounded by mech it's okay

Carry all black tired
I express on my face
I address shit quick
Cut bags full of weight
In the veins
And attire out of space
I leave my eyes at the table
And I let go of this place