F(TMU)

No, I didn’t go to TMU,

I went somewhere far more blue

The shock of the experience keeps me up at night

I was the demon beneath the brightest light

After that sight, they’ve guided me

Before that night, they were still the key

Yet, still, I don’t know how to sleep

I work, I exercise, but still they creap

Did they electrocute me for control

Or, is it the trauma of what they stole

Undoubtedly, there is a build-up of stress

Even if all they see of me is a mess

Even if that’s all they can address

The least amount of doubt will always say ‘God Bless.’