I'm drowning in plain sight
This monotony is heavy
It's resting on my chest
It doesn't care I'm sinking
What a ****** parasite
It'll die as soon as I do
The bubbles will be fun
To watch while I descend
To wake incredibly far away
A brand new galaxy
New bones and skin
And that ****** parasite
It's light-years behind me
With souls that don't move on
Content with the monotony
Dollar bills and pointless wars
In rectangle boxes they'll rest
To tread upon their old flesh
What perfect hosts