"uhm, there's like... ppl gangstalking me and, idk what to do about it. I think im gonna write a post on /x/. Hey /x/ uhm, I see ppl gangstalking me. I see them outside my window, I can hear them banging on my door. They tapped my fucking walls with wires uhm, All the food I eat, all the cameras inside me, all the cameras that are on my- on my computer. They're all staring at me, what I do. I don't wanna kill myself, But I don't have gun, I just want to find a way to turn it off.

Hook:
1, 2, 3, 4 of my stalkers at my door
5, 6, 7, 8 probing eyes with no face
1, 2, 3, 4 of my stalkers at my door
5, 6, 7, 8 probing eyes no face

Verse1:
Late one night
Went on the internet
Down a rabbit hole
Into wonderland
My great awakening
Fuck them pedo libs
They drink adrenochrome 
From abortions
Fuck, I think I know too much
Society a psyop to keep us in a box
I just need to find
Some like-minded lives
To stage a coo against the reptilians
The ones who make billions, 
The CIA and FBI
My own little bubble I finally find
Except they don’t fight
They told me to go digital
And be connected with the spiritual
And to leave behind my fleshy physical
To enter into sysytemspace
To escape this world of pain
But I must spread my message

Hook:
1, 2, 3, 4 of my stalkers at my door
5, 6, 7, 8 probing eyes with no face
1, 2, 3, 4 of my stalkers at my door
5, 6, 7, 8

Verse2:
Stranger
Danger, cut all ties of communication
They spy one me I can feel their wavelengths
They’re inside my head they wanna take it
For mind control but I will rape them
They’re inside my walls
I can hear them crawl and scratch for me
But my energy, and mer-ka-bah repels them, I’m the sun
Nowhere I can run to
Trapped inside my death room
Till my willpower runs sour
They’ll redact me
All I have now is this knife
That I white knuckle with my fists
They are banging on my door and might break it in
I won’t let it happen
Pull the door open
Without hesitation I begin the torture
Stab it endlessly in the fucking chest
Till I realize it was my best friend

Hook:
1, 2, 3, 4 of my stalkers are dead
5, 6, 7, 8 of my stalkers were friends
1, 2, 3, 4 of my stalkers are dead
5, 6, 7, 8 of my stalkers were my friends

GANGSTALKED (prod. Wendigo) [untitled_0033]]

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