Hyperfixation Graveyard (Thought Avalanche)

🎵 “Hyperfixation Graveyard (Thought Avalanche)” by Dillon “D-Boy” Masington [Verse 1 – Real Thought Avalanche] Would you still trust me if I was 99% bat? Not metaphorically — like actually that What if the floor could read minds through your feet? Would gym mats know every lie you repeat? I spiraled for weeks over rabies and rot Then moved on to card slabs with coffee stains on the lot Scanned Instagram for 9 hours straight Then told Kayla, “I think I hate this app I just ate” [Verse 2 – Tattoo Museum Brain] I ranked the best DVD fonts for no reason Made Power Ranger spreadsheets by color and season I cried from a dream where the Beatles broke up again Then bought five new trading cards to make it end I told Kayla, “If I die, you need to back up my camera roll” Then screamed about dust in the gym on the floor She wiped up my fear while I monologued death Then I moved on and said, “Babe, I like frogs I think.” My tattoos? They're just **folders for thoughts** Like— every one’s a saved obsession I forgot Jynx, Clefairy, Haunter, and shame I wear my past fixations like I’m glitching my brain [Chorus – I’m Running Outta Time] 🎵 I’m running outta time, and I know it for real I could drop dead mid-sentence, mid-thought, mid-meal So I go all in, then I leave like a ghost Obsess for a week, then forget what I wrote I don’t breathe normal, I don’t move slow I memorize the world, then I let it all go Before I die, I need to know every weird thing Then erase it completely like it didn’t mean a thing 🎵 Welcome to my brain — It’s a hyperfixation graveyard And I’m the one diggin’ [Bridge – Real Breakdown: Dillon’s Brain, Raw] What if my tattoos talk when I sleep? What if MEW 3 is actually me evolving in dreams? What if Kayla's just an NPC with the best AI But still gets mad when I don't wipe right? Do trading cards feel shame when they’re graded too low? Can you catch OCD from a bathroom shadow? Did I leave my body in 2022 and just fake the rest? Do reels shorten my lifespan or just my attention span? [Final Chorus – Thought Avalanche Crashes] 🎵 I’m racing the clock like it’s chasing me down Obsessed with everything until it drowns I hoard questions, collect them like cards Then burn the whole deck in a backyard of scars I don’t have time to be slow or clear I just need to know why the mirror looks weird Before I die, I need to scream every idea Then forget it all — like I was never even here 🎵 This is my head — A hyperfixation graveyard (Thought Avalanche) And I’m the one diggin’