There's an affliction of addiction that's raw to predict.
The way the ocean moves emotion with an elegant set.
It waves and raves in an empty cave, Tell me where is your heart.
Beating and rapping and tapping inside. Tell me please, Are we close to the start?
Where we sit down, rock around, close both our eyes
Snap into the vain of celebrity lives.
Find a needle, dull the pain, click that shit till you go insane.
Stand up now, walk around, and open up those eyes.
See the affliction of addiction that's hard to predict.
The way that diction flows from fiction shows it's easy to bet.
That Bill and Ted said Excellent! but who knows when.
The most-bogus-ghost goes coast-to-coast so close to our friends.
So post another toast Cuz it's easy to sin
When you get a like and set alight a paper-thin win
Sent from a Satellite That's sole designed to sell your soul in
There's an addiction to affliction and that's where it ends.