I cannot eat, I cannot sleep
I have a mouth, but I can't scream loud enough
To change the scenery inside of this machinery

A polygonal prison
Made of one and zero digits
And I wonder if that's all I am
This form that I've been given

Or my mind is in a coma
And this nightmare will preserve it
Maybe this is all a test
Maybe somehow I deserve it

And these thoughts that fly inside my head
I'm filled with existential dread
That's why I lie awake in bed
And stay up wishing I was dead

But I'm fine
I won't lose my mind
I don't need your dumb distractions
I'm no abstraction

I'm fine
I won't lose my mind
You won't get the satisfaction
I'm no abstraction, no