Lyrics Hiccups - aNTOJE, Cauzndefx

Hiccups

I feel like my world is a makeshift
I feel like this aerial
Sold enough to question these levels
In a mansion where all the walls sink with every word
recreated with melted
Platonic with a synonym
Personable, it’s quite the double edge sword
Verses for you, this version’s for you, so
The main entrée is played with auxes and quarter jacks
reporters say lines like quarterbacks
The shit’s, it shifts the music
Porcelan pendulums bringin' the truth
Don’t know what it doing cuz'
World stay fried, game stay level
Watch the black kids
Mediocre magic, welcome to the struggle
Have this whole system blasted, world plastic