Bashful Tha Dwarf - (indistinct chatter)

Everywhere distractions like indistinct chatter
All thoughts no action what I think don't really matter
I admit that I'm fatter than I used to be
Way back before all this Doordash tomfoolery
Half a homie's hoagie in the Wawa lot meant more to me
Than every single second spent practicing the sorcery
We're not in Kansas anymore, you're still Dorothy
Act cool, be chill, walk normally
Don't make direct eye contact with authorities
Forty three witnesses if you fucked up right now
It could be more, you could really draw a crowd
Throw a sandwich at the sky, scream really loud
I stay up super late, addicted to the cobalt
Learning that its mining—partially my own fault
Because I keep buying more screens I think I need
I'm a cobalt junkie, I'm a fiend for the feed
I'm a spineless consumer, I'm a bad breed
I support the greed, I'm a fiend for the feed

Written by:
Ryan Kelly

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