Cell Phone Lyrics

Hooking up with rattling cattle in my call to sad again

My wall is not having it, my torture is magic

Trying to get my cell phone number remembered

I break blocks, locks, chalked lines on the dock

Don't need to respect, definitely don't need to cop

I'm blushing, rushing blood to my leaky stomach

Caught me in a fantasy, but woke up and restrung it

Never trust yourself, you'll feel a whole lot better

Your brain's a bag of meat when your ego is shredded

Got myself locked into this jury case

Public, no defender, because you're all waste

Fuck around with it and get sent to the capsule

Swallow, let it clear you from the inside like an asshole

Corny jokes and stupid plays on words for attention

I walk around the street bowing my head like don't mention it

I fucked myself up long ago

And now I know the only way out's no need to know