Crazycore (unfinished)

you know those easycore bands, kinda in the style of that, but not really. anyway i just wrote this with that "lofi indie/emo" mixdown i had, with this kinda like, "write anything that comes to your mind" philosophy, not really caring about how it sounded. turned out weird.
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a line of nauseation
its never too late to take the time and just chill for a little while
nothing is so tragic
and then you say, "i don't want to go to the moon for another day"

loving life and something when you take the egg again
and look at that - someone's hair wedging me into the air
long and dapper and a morose morbid angel
slides into my apple and lets me tear it down
i never would have thought of this
lurking in what i thought was the abyss

nothing says im sorry like a portion of my mind
the facts are far too thin and i know we'll never win
in light and dos the prompt the looped singe of the tide
and what of pollution in the stupid fucking thing