Organic Rust - A COLORS SHOW

Serious face cause it's really a race
Trying to stabilise while my health deteriorates
My fever leaves me a delirious state
Now I'm growing weary of fakes, here to replace
They cheer me and wait
Until they hear a mistake
I don't wanna lose my drive so I'm steering away
Plus I got a call saying that her period's late
So I'm opening my calendar and clearing the dates
It's fate, I'm just a battler
Too black to be tattered up
A hunter and gatherer
Lunge if you're bad enough
Been thrown downstairs I clung to the bannister
I used to have it rough, so my plan erupt
Now I'm on the settee playing three months of Soul Calibur
I miss brekky, need lunch for the stamina
Young and dumb like a man in love
Meant to vote, do the ballot
But I'd rather see the planet crushed, organic rust
Can it just
All turn to organic rust
I should be a fan of your kind
But you focus on the gram and the size
All your followers are tapping the like
Waiting for the chance to be the man you're beside
All this surface talk while I'm knackered inside
I'd rather burn them all like a mannequin sky
All these planets collide, trying to capitalise
It's the furthest I've ever been, but I'm lagging behind
At the front of the queue for the back of the line
With the devil's idle hands and the passion of Christ
Trying to plot a map in my mind
While you push the panic button, I'm pushing 29
Some people are pushing daisies, I could die anytime
Behind enemy lines or by friendly fire
Why does everything we hold close damage us?
I'm trusting, young and dumb, like I had a buzz
When it all gives way and I've had enough
I got a few words for the man above
When I'm organic rust, trust
Can it just
Turn to organic rust