"90ft50mph" satirically represents neglected mental illness being glamorized instead of treated. 

luciphil's single release to their first EP 'good dogs don't beg' OUT NOW

music video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_F_W983xF70

lyrics:
my mental, universal key deported me entirely. 
i belong without community, don't need your fuckin' charity. 
alone without an appetite, an introverted satellite, 
a social contradiction like a genderless hermaphrodite. 
i'm fucked because i'm carefully a tantrum-free example 
of a shattering embodiment of how someone could cherish me. 

but is that a thing? 
i guess we'll just have to see. 

oh, if i'm obligated to stick around another year, 
i might as well develop a personality around this fear. 
and if i grasp the concept of one single, true identity, 
would i be pressured to label the rest as all my enemies? 
or am i this persona of unity and harmony? 
or am i giving myself credit for the individual who's worthy? 

am i worthy? 
i guess we'll just have to see. 

i just guess 
that we will wait 
wait to see. 

on the shy occasion this hopeless experiment of existence excels beyond excruciating dread, 
i question the validity and whether i belong without a desire to just go to bed instead. 
and if i'm dead, that cash i stole won't matter. 
and when i'm dead that heart i broke will hopefully have time to heal like i never mattered. 
but what if i hear a different chatter? 
what if all i needed was more than just a fire hazard? 

and what if all my new best friends want more than just a helpless bastard, huh? 
i guess we'll just have to see. 

i just guess 
that we will wait 
wait to see. 

out of all the fuckers, who is he? 
i hope he pulls a gun on me. 
oh, has he always shadowed me? 
i know nothing of this ecstasy. 
out of all the humans, who is he? 
i hope he pulls a gun on me? 
oh, i won't miss me. 
i won't miss.