Death Grips - Hunger Games

my moods live on that swing same push me harder push me push me swang into tomorrow gawk as I thread this loch ness slipstream sepsis subconscious up f twitch asterisk see off my meds glitch thoughts squealin through my mildew watch my back or I’ll kill you schizo superscript scan the voice imprint only I can hear you deserted mansion in my head half-lidded lanterns returnin sclera scarlet as wall of virgin bombed by flask of bourbon can’t be certain your intercom I’m fingering you don’t wanna but you buzz