⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀I juggle diagnosis, catatonic magic potions, static hopeless
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Manic out of focus, knocked around by nauseous oceans
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Put the emphasis on endlessness, behold the prince of emptiness
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Stand without a crown on
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Just a mask of squirming rats that gnaw his skin and bloody fat
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Drainage of his solitude that pools beneath his crooked feet
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Nothing but the bones and meat, cold and barely moving
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Below the ice of frozen streams, consumed by his atrocious greed
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Stench of all his failures is his vile rotting potpourri
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀No one ever noticed me, none of you as low as me
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Tremble up the stairs and then collapse until hypnosis leaves
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Show you what I'm supposed to be, show you who you supposed to see
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Writhing in possession, my delusion, my obsession
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀An idle hand that masturbate confusion with suggestions
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Listens to your voice a million times and never hear it
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀I'm alone in my abandon and I'm slowly disappearin'
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀The Ugly Mane, the king of all that's empty
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Poppin' off them things 'til they empty
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Buyin' out the bar 'til the last bottle empty
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Opps try to hide but we gon' see 'em out eventually (skrrt)
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Skrrtin' in their Bimmers and their Bentleys
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀You got all that money but you still feeling empty
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Had the sixty-bag, now they empty
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Opps try to hide but we gon' see you out eventually (eventually)