In Touch

Nothing right
I’m in touch

I feel the pulse

Out of time
No distance

We can go

I take advice fishy gods made my
Name
Gave it to me
To respawn on this game

Eat my own legs
I go down on the plague
Eating disease
Im transmuting the pain

Feelin this face
Now u wanting this cage
Looks cute on you
Beautiful suit up your fate

Boot up for taste
These computers want cake
Tentacles dripping with fluids
We say

“Im out of mind

Im bleeding phones

I feel the hand

Go rambo”

“Im need more time

To see unknown

I need to ban

Your ammo”