[Verse 1]
I dissect the defective directives, connectin’ the wreckage in sections,
Checkin’ the metrics of hectic aesthetics, perplexed by the endless reflections,
Detectin’ the patterns, but static keeps shatterin’ every collective perception,
I balance equations with madness, the sum of my thoughts is a deadly inception.
Life is a labyrinth, logic gets rattled, I battle with paradox ghosts,
Trapped in the chasm of rational fractures, unravelin’ fallacies’ throats,
Data gets scrambled, the meaning dismantled, the fabric of facts decomposed,
I write with a scalpel, dissecting the random, a surgeon that slaughters the prose.
[Pre-Chorus]
Tickin’ and tockin’, it don’t make sense,
Rules keep changin’, the cracks extend,
Flip it, twist it, break then bend—
No one wins, so let’s pretend…
[Chorus]
Round and round and round we go,
Tryna find sense in a world that don’t,
Numbers don’t add and the rules don’t show,
So I just laugh while I watch it explode.
[Verse 2]
I see through the fissures, I listen to whispers encrypted in infinite codes,
I scribble the wisdom of cynics and mystics, then rip it to bits with a critical mode,
Syllables riddle the cynical system, I’m breakin’ the prison of scripted controls,
Lyrical riddler, a mental elixir, I liquify limits and slip through the holes.
I’m chokin’ on axioms, gaspin’ for answers, but every equation’s a lie,
Truth is a phantom, a vapor that vanishes, dancin’ then kissin’ goodbye,
I measure the cosmos with infinite digits, but meaning’s a blink in the eye,
I stare in the void, it don’t even blink—guess I’m the one losin’ my mind.
[Pre-Chorus]
Tickin’ and tockin’, it don’t make sense,
Rules keep changin’, the cracks extend,
Flip it, twist it, break then bend—
No one wins, so let’s pretend…
[Chorus]
Round and round and round we go,
Tryna find sense in a world that don’t,
Numbers don’t add and the rules don’t show,
So I just laugh while I watch it explode.
[Bridge]
I crack every code, then they alter the script,
I follow the trail, then it ceases to exist,
I sharpen my mind ‘til it cuts through the mist,
But clarity fades like a flickering glitch.
[Outro]
Spin it, flip it, break it, burn—
No one learns, tables turn,
Sense is fake, let chaos churn,
The world don’t work? Then watch it burn.
