Iamerror

can I not tread on these unholy branches any longer?
the ground is worn, my feet are stuck in god knows what.
I would contemplate existentialist bullshit if the trees werent fucking staring me down
this cant seriously be a motherfucking lake.
this makes no goddamn sense Im going home (fuck this)
at least til I get some head of illusion.
[ Forest Of Fellatio Lyrics ]