Atrophy from Reversing Entropy by Khemmeta

i present myself a new purple heart, every day i exist
i might not have no surface scars from the way that i live
but i'm hanging suspended in cryogenic abyss
plummeting in slow motion to the base of the pit

it goes: life's a bungie jump, so i shorten the cord
if that defeats the whole endeavor, i dunno what it's for
never been a thrill seeker, i'm the sort that'll gorge
on safety schemes to keep me north of any fjord in the course

the side hustle’s a stayin alive hustle
we pray that the right muscles are blessed to survive struggle
discarded for spare change, adulthood is costly
i flail beneath the surface, tryna breathe without oxygen

standing still is hard, but i make it look easy
if i could get a trophy for sleeping until it's 3p
i'd have a shelf fulla non-participant awards
but you don't get the key to the city for being born


taking steps is easy, but i turn em to catastrophe
subtle self-sabotage artist, behold the masterpiece
can't see progression, like the whole idea is blasphemy
but still petition those in charge to never let me atrophy

don't let me atrophy body don't let me atrophy
don't let me atrophy, mental, don't let me atrophy
don't let me atrophy, spirit, don't let me atrophy
don't let me atrophy, ever, i'll never atrophy


glued to the doom tube, tryna find clues
why the others keep winnin, why do i lose?
even though i spit sicker lyrics than swine flu
i got a short list of skills that are fine tuned

i be tryin to try, but i'm lying too
lying in a fetal ball, trying not to rise too
quickly, gotta watch progression, breathe strictly
to fill lungs with oxygen and not make it a big thing

breath control has blessed my soul
actin timid cause i don't got death control
overzealous prep work can't protect my goals
from the arrow of time, even infects my home

even social skills evaporate when practice is abandoned
i abandon this society gladly i'd rather vanish
than be damaged by an apathetic universe's hammer
i never ask the question if failure could be the answer


taking steps is easy, but i turn em to catastrophe
subtle self-sabotage artist, behold the masterpiece
can't see progression, like the whole idea is blasphemy
but still petition those in charge to never let me atrophy

don't let me atrophy body don't let me atrophy
don't let me atrophy, mental, don't let me atrophy
don't let me atrophy, spirit, don't let me atrophy
don't let me atrophy, ever, i'll never atrophy

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