Virtual Reality Check

This rash symbolizes

This thing in my pocket

This urge it's itching again

This urge it twitching again

Some scars you can't cover up

But you can blacket the truth

Diprobase, it covers the rash

Diprobase, it softens the act

In this life you can see

You have to beg for what's free

Don't be surprised when you come back empty

Welcome to this virtual reality

Fingernails when I wake up

Clawing at my extremities

Fake news and old friends

Fake friends and great sex

As I wail and wonder

I can't dismiss the future

But I've got a back up plan

Believe what's in your hand

What you read

Do you believe?

The powerful control what's powerless

Welcome to this virtual reality check

What you read

Do you believe?

Like I said

This rash

It's all in your head

Hell might be hot but life is a furnace

Chewing you up with no sign of ernest

We are in the epicenter of a glorious catacomb

And you and I form the empty skulls inside

Phobia of affection, click bait I'll believe it

Phobia of the future, has it drawn you in?

Phobia of affection, this rash constantly spreads

Phobia of affection, but how can our future succumb to this?