Maslow
I ain't genuine, I sleepwalk my days
Through a cybernetic robotic haze
I'm waiting for something
Something to take me
I'm a pillar of salt left out in the rain
Simultaneously melting and going insane
I'm looking to you for you to save me
From myself and hate
I'm afraid that it's too late too late
To get above to get on out
And it tears me up in smoke, no joke
I don't think 'bout nothing
I'm an empty head, just electric circuits
Doing what they said, I'm a wooden soldier
I ain't a real boy
Am I playing my part, am I doing it well
Would I go to heaven, would I go to hell
They can go to hell, with their tribulations
I'm going down, the rabbit hole
'Cause every path they've shown
Destroys me
I'll become
I'll become
What I want
Autor(es): Daddy Lion