Lyrics

Need to fight my fear
Got me down
Seems unfair to feed it
anyhow
Undefined, not clear
Until now
This gestation state
Needs no vow

It’s there
Whatcha gonna do about it?
It’s there
Whatcha willin’ to lose for it?
It’s there
Nothing you can do about it
Is it worth all those problems?

Serve your fallacy
Oh so proud
What goes up
Most certainly, comes down
Like a viral meme
Makes it’s rounds
Keywords in your feed
Are ads, somehow