Alfa Mist - Organic Rust

Serious face cos 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 tatted up A hunter and gatherer, lunge if you're bad enough Been thrown downstairs I clung to the banister I used to have it rough, saw my plan erupt Now I'm on the settee playing 3 months of Soul Calibur I missed brekkie need lunch for the stamina Young and dumb like a man in love (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 I'm Anakin sky All these Planets collide, trying to capitalise It's the furthest I've even 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 (Christ) Trying to plot a map in my mind While you push the panic button, I'm pushing 29 Some people are pushing daises I could die anytime Behind enemy lines of 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?