When will the deathmaticians learn
That I don’t fit the mold
I am unforgettable[
In my] out of their [control]
They don’t like that because my neck’s their goal
And I won’t take their shit anymore
I won’t walk in line anymore
Another line suggesting nonconformity
Like, a thousand “I don’t give a fuck”s
And a glowing omnipresence leaping out of a crowd of shadowy distillate blindness
Down with the deathmaticians!
Up with me!