Cockroach

Crawling through the murky depths
With wings that won’t be recognized, I ask, "Isn’t it great?"
This clumsy behavior suits me, right? That’s just fine
I’m living as a rotten, very fuckin' doubter!

Natural born trash human
Natural born worthless fellow
Natural born rebel spirit
Just as good as orange rot

Reaching out, staring at a wall I can’t touch
Do you see this gun aimed at your head now?
With this hand, I’m a free cockroach for a while
Do you see this gun aimed at your head now?
I’m being seen. In the future when you hit the ground

I want to believe that if I reach out, I can touch it

Natural born trash human
Natural born worthless fellow
Natural born rebel spirit
Just as good as orange rot