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I follow this map…
By heart…
But all
my lines are
Crossed…
Fuck.
Damnit.
I think I
Have
Gotten
Lost.
I keep
witnessin’ the
Same
Landmarks...
Same
Waypoints...
And
Benchmarks...
I keep
drivin’
yet I
Can't seem
To get
A headstart...
So I,
Start from
a different
point...
Put the
car back
In 1st
2nd
3rd gear
Fuck I hit
Reverse
Stick shift
Is the
Fuckin’
Worst
I noticed the repetition…
In my fuckin’
Condition
So I turn…
The map around…
Look for solid ground…
I feel like
I am in
a sinkin'
fuckin' boat,
while everyone
smiles and
waves at me
from
dry
land
Where
Could this
path
Lead me?
it seems
to be
ANYWHERE
But where
I
Fuckin’
Need to be...
Been starin’
At
This
Map
Awhile...
Fuck
looks like,
I’m a
thousand
miles
deep
into a journey
I never packed
for!
I step
back
just
To change
The view
I’m tearin’…
the silence…
out
of
my
throat…
I know
with
everything in
me I
just got
to keep goin’…
I slam the map
Down
Start
Replottin’
My
Fuckin’
Course
You bet your
Fuckin’ ass
“I’m gonna
Beat this
Dead horse”
Cuz I been
Spinnin’
My wheels
But I ain't
Out
Of
Will…
Fold the…
map until…
the old dead ends
don't exist…
Tell them
And tell
Myself how
It is
How it
Is gonna
Fuckin’
Be
I am
Not playin’
After
ALL!/
This map
Is the only thing
Left
That I got
I am
Just lookin’
For a
Way
Out of
Fuckin’
Groundhog Day
Been loopin’
Around
in the
same
fucking
direction.
the same
Wrong turns,
Red flags,
and dead ends.
sure, I'm
doin’ this shit
But it is a fuckin’
Drag!
the car
is starting
to smoke.
and I
am out
of fucking
gas...
when I
try to
loosen my
grip
The fuckin' map
Starts to slip
out of
my view.
maybe I am
lost cuz I
don't even
know the
fuckin'
destination...
people givin'
me, misdirection
they think they
can smooth
out the
static
to hide
the signal...
But I now
hear in
Ultrasonic!
They all put
On a show
Quackin’ like
asshats,
with their
ducks neatly
in a row.
while tellin'
me to find
a new route...
this map is
illegible from
all the
tired fuckin' plots,
Different mouths
givin’ me
different routes,
yet all their
bullshit
keeps me
in doubt.
I ignore this map
One more time,
maybe readin'
this cursed
fuckin' map
isn't the
answer.
I pull over,
Turn off my
phone and
Send them all to
Voicemail…
Fuck it…
Details
GeneratedAug 26, 2026
Duration3:20
LanguageEnglish
Style
indie grunge-rap, female close-mic, slow dragged rhythmic phrasing, raw imperfect, distorted guitar, heavy bass
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