Dreamt Hex Code - Fire-Toolz

So as it turns out, I’m not quite prey

There’s hindsight for free in the entryway

But at the wheel, a bristle worm

Your HRQOL, my investment firm

I felt I had been screaming doubt

But someone else’s voice was crying out

I unhid your files and iced the Finder

Then took a nap in a canopy

Ultimately my red hot rise

That went through walls and squeezed your eyes

Should’ve lost so much more

I should’ve really realized that at its core

So as it turns out

I’m not quite done

Sucking up and fucking up

My father’s son

I should really take the time to listen to what my enemies are saying

In the arms of a morbid angel, fly away from me