Why procreate when you can dissociate?

For months on end
It's been feelin' like I'm not in my own body
I've been controllin' myself behind a screen
For months on end
I've been been feelin' the flies behind my eyes
Bugs are crawlin' underneath my skin

Destroy my accent
Put my confident face on
Grate the skin off where my shoulder blades are
Watch the skin fall
I'm malnourished
By the time winter calls

I'm white again
(Open wide again)
I have no strength
(Just a weak boy)
Time to get my shit run
And wrap myself up fifteen layers deep
'Cause that's exactly what i need

So to every single fucker whos ever doubted me
I recommend you watch your backs indefinitely
And don't be surprised if i show up at your place
Begging and pleading for somewhere to stay