Fast Glock

Life’s fast like a Glock I’m running out of breath, need a big gulp Frozen like Gibert No need to think, I’ve got it all figured Someone’s crying, scrolling through the feed We’re not doctors but we stitch up the wounds Why so sad? Well, what else can it be? Fuck off, stop following me, I’m not alone here Tonight the masks will fall When the time comes, I’ll tell you about the struggle For six years now, I’ve felt trapped in a noose I’m no fool, something’s gotta change!