[intro] [spoken] "Yeah, I’m a glitch in the lobby, don't look at me, bitch." "I’m a 404 error, I’m a technical twitch." [rap verse] I just uninstalled my jawline, feeling so "pog," Living life as a texture-pack inside of a fog. Physical meat-space is mid, it’s a total L-take, Rather be a jpeg than a fucking biological fake. Humanity’s cringe, the render-distance's trash, Imma "save-scumming" my identity, clearing the cache. Society’s judging my "hitbox," they’re "griefing" my vibe, So I "alt-f4" out of this dumb carbon-based tribe. [rap chorus] Oh, why did I delete my face forever? 'Cause being a "person" is a shitty endeavor! I’m a cat-girl or demon, I’m a neon-blue blur, I’m whatever the fuck I want, "they," "them," "sir." [post-chorus] I’m swapping my "skin", you’re stuck in your skin, I’m a digital saint with a binary sin. I’m swapping my "skin", you’re stuck in your skin, I’m a digital saint with a binary sin. [verse] Used to cry 'cause the "normies" were fucking mean? Now I’m just a "waifu" on a 4K screen. All the hate is "baked-in," it’s a "day-one bug," So I’m huffing the pixels like a digital drug. Betrayed by the mirror, but the mirror’s a "noob," I’m a multi-layered avatar trapped in a tube. I’m "low-poly" full health, "corrupted" and "cracked," But at least not a human ass, and that's a fact! [rap chorus] Oh, why did I delete my face forever? 'Cause being a "person" is a shitty endeavor! I’m a cat-girl or demon, I’m a neon-blue blur, I’m whatever the fuck I want, "they," "them," "sir." [post-chorus] I’m swapping my "skin", you’re stuck in your skin, I’m a digital saint with a binary sin. I’m swapping my "skin", you’re stuck in your skin, I’m a digital saint with a binary sin. [spoken] "Oops! I dropped my fucking ego in the recycling bin." "Does this skin make my soul look big?" "Lmao. Peace out, bitch." "Don't be such a dick." [outro]
