battery

something that concerns me, I know what not to say
I really learned my lesson, last time that I complained
I try not to waste it, cause I don't want it anyway
lost in translation, the mind it just plays games

I was born all tongue tied, never knew just what to say
observing the reactions, so awkward in yr ways
shrinking down to nothing, throw away my shape
I came to the conclusion, I never would feel safe

yr just too fucked up to ever focus
all of that buzzing in yr pocket
how would I know there's no one home?
What makes a battery explode?

I came to fear the teachers, I came to fear the apes
now you have lost yr focus, and there's no escape