deathmask

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most people dont know me but thats nothin of note
cuz dred lives online im a cybernetic ghost
meatsack writing words is another entity
read some of my lyics and see some parts of me

grammar aint a matter and aint aint a word
hiding up my ident spread ideas to the heard
face dont really matter its why i rock a handle
catch me spinning gold up in some IRC channels

I need a cigarette and a kilogram of weed
having bad days need to keep feelin comfy
sitting on my couch with stella and a spliff
smoke from my face inbetween each rip

watch the clampett clan from the server on my lan
90210 cuz they were selling up their land
now they livin somewhere else they dont understand
fish out of water gets some laughs from this man

get bored of that then i drop to a shell
TTY for me where i cast all my spells
fire up some vim write a few lines of nim
follow that up with more beer and a spliff

call me self destructive got a set shelf life
why i try to optimize all the ways i spend time
cranking out some code leave a legacy behind
leave some dead repos in my stead online

shits getting sad but to be sad is real
so i wrote this shit track to talk out some feels
i feels isolated like my days from r9k
called myself something from a game i was playing

couldnt branch out never felt much myself
spent all of my time playing as a blood elf
had all the stats maxxed retribution and hax
no pvp did dungeon runnin for stacks

all my friends were shutins was the way it seemed to be
clawed myself out of that hole shitposting on /g/
learned the dark arts of tech and philosophy
dred be thinkin faster than most of MIT

ever looking for me try and find me on steam
playing some newvegas cuz my homies hate three
or crawling up the stack snagging up some FDs
or drinking in the AM on the nights i cant sleep

sick and paranoid I need another cigarette
collapse my damn lungs like my head from the stress
migrane in my brain got me  feelin trepidatious
not gonna live forever body wants to relent

I wear my deathmask cuz i dont care about a face
just wanna leave a legacy when i go to the grave
repating on myself cuz nobody seems to listen
not sure why I wrote this; an insane definition