There is a God They put my ribcage on backwards And suffocated me with my own jaw Because of God My spine is a question mark I'm built like a cardboard box I'm human but there's something off I'm human but there's something off The squares will kill me I beg you: fullfill me The squares will kill me I beg you: fullfill me I'm human but there's something off I'm human but there's something off Some days I feel I take up space It seems I'm always walking one way And I always get in yours Per chance Maybe solace lives in searches A certain perfect needs a purpose A certain perfect needs a purpose Was it worth it?